| I know a sickness so ancient and cross |
| No crucifix could ever fix enough |
| In the basement of a church |
| These people, they talk |
| There is a line that must be walked |
| If you wanna make it stop, then stop |
| I know a place where the future is denied |
| I know a hand that twitches inside |
| For some of us the glass is filled with lights |
| But if the honey makes you sick |
| Honey, there is a line that must be walked |
| If you wanna make it stop, then stop, stop |
| Slow down, you don’t have to talk |
| Lie down, breathe, stop |
| Slow down, it’s not your fault |
| Look around, there’s so many of us |
| So many of us, you are not alone |
| Ever, ever, ever, stop |
| Call in the backup and the backup comes |
| But nobody can help you if you won’t |
| Inside your chest, your heart is just heart |
| Behind your eyes, a need replaced, a want |
| I know a sickness so ancient and cross |
| No crucifix can never fix enough |
| I know a past when the future is lost |
| I know a line that must be walked |
| There is a darkness and there is a light |
| And there is a choice |
| For a balance to be made every night |
| Weakness must be found |
| If you want it to stop, stop, stop |