You started falling since you walked out that door.
One short step and we'll land side by side.
Broken limbs, torn from our bodies.
Long after death we'll be grasping for dear life.
You can run, you can't hide.
(from the vultures inside us)
You can run, you can't hide
from who you will be.
You started crawling as if they would let you go...
they'll tear you flesh from bone.
Tell me how does it feel under my skin and wander the desert within.
When the moon is down,
as blood travels south
thats when we show ourselves.
They swarm overhead.