The world is charged can you feel it
It's shining out can you feel it
And the sky is lit by lightning
The world is scarred with proof
I'm a white washed tomb I'm a white washed tomb
How about you how about you
My blood is warm for a reason
And it's my reason to start to doubt
And all the warmth is gone this season
It's an annual bad habit
Chorus
In a couple of years I will mess it
I will scuff up my white costume
I can set my watch by the pattern
Of the rocks of my white washed tomb
Chorus