August Underground

Cut me open, spit me out, I'll let you down

I give up being around your phantom doubts

Feed me through the powerline without a sound

Always you I think about, I'm tired now

Cut me open, spit me out, I'll let you down

I give up being around your phantom doubts

Feed me through the powerline without a sound

Always you I think about, I'm tired now

In my heartsick house of garbage

A thousand corpses cry, they're too afraid to die

Pictures harken when things started

I failed to read the signs, a veil to hide your eyes

In this dark-lit basement apartment

The sun will never shine, where love has come to die