White Death

White death gonna need some of that sweet sweet honey make the last taste in my mouth You We listen to the streets spectacles of hums and beeps Nostalgia washes over me and the record players turning over nothing Watching me under disguise I see spirals in Your eyes turning me silent seven deadly sins I like them just like I like him Watch me watch You sleep white death never felt this sweet You quietly say to me Your ethers never felt this deep You lay flowers on me and I have never felt so soft nothings ever felt less wrong Watching me under disguise I see spirals in your eyes turning me silent seven deadly sins I like them just like I like him White death gonna need some of that sweet sweet sweet honey make the last taste in my mouth you Watch me watch you sleep white death never felt this deep your ethers never felt this sweet You lay flowers on me and I have never felt so soft nothings ever felt less wrong We listen to the streets spectacles of hums and beeps Nostalgia washes over me and the record players turning over nothing and we are onto all the chronicles hmm and we are onto all the chronicles hmm"