safe as a cancer twice as mean
two days in may could never mean a things
solitary confinement love song for a muse
inside my head lies a room without a view

catacombs of yesterday
vissions blatant to the blind
shadows cast by candlelight
remind us we're all doing time

for what?

ancient text of the perfect crime
in and out of solitude through blood of mine
knocking on wood i step on crack
consolation prize you're never coming back

another breath of insolence
tasting different but the same
cracks in the mirror can't hide the fact
you kept good like suede in the rain.