What the devil sees in them
What the devil sees in them
What the devil sees in them
Down, down, down, down...
So I don't care where you sleep
I can feel you lying within
Just like the way you grew on me
But now I know just how it ends
You better get your house in order
You better get your mind right
The darkest hour's coming
And then we'll be all out of time
Killing slow the empty parts
Watching worlds fall apart
Misconstrue our precious time
Keep me watching falling skies
Keep me in the box you hide
Underneath your bed at night