Bloody Nose

Count your bones one by one

Lie awake at night

Underground, boxed and glum

Left you there for rot

All my fears are overgrown

Will someone burn this grove?

Those August nights, they burn hot as hell

And you wake up sweating dreams

It casts a spell

It casts a spell

Welcome home! It's been a while

Do you miss your head?

With your tattered clothes and your bloody nose?

Aren't you glad to be rid of the smell? Not at all?

Not at all

I'll miss the fog through headlight wash

And bed and breath and touch

But I'll brave it out

Yeah, I'll brave it out

There's no use getting down