Gallows Lyrics

Let's take a trip down to the gallows

Where we don't belong

Such a lovely charm

Pay attention to interpretation

Shuffling the cards

Let's take a bit back, see who follows

Remind who we are

Just a tad bizarre

Isolation, inflation

Blistering the scar

Owls rat the doom

Out in the mirrors

Howl at the Moon

We all love the fears

Owls at the bloom

Then disappear

Howl at the Moon

We all love the fears

Alright so somebody woke me up and I think it's so rude

I was put down to sleep at a change of attitude

But I'm glad we get to reunite at a full Moon

And it must have been a bitch if you're down to solitude

Enter the wild unknown

And it's a vile of stone

A denial of throne

Why do you feel alone?

'Cause baby learned to walk on his own two feet

But you can't chew your food if you don't have teeth, wait

You got something to say?

Breathe

Don't run away, kicking, crying mad

It's a, a bad habit, want a fucking maxi-pad?

You graduated from an institute of sad

And you're pissed off at the dropouts that could have had

A sickening, beckoning, bottled awakening

Flickering lights, blinking of eyes, picturing knives, withering heights

Feeling like wizard of highs

Your enemies attacking, laughing at you having a little demise

You're lying through your cries, such a trying time

Your tears ain't enough to baptize this Antichrist

Owls rat the doom

Out in the mirrors

Howl at the Moon

We all love the fears

Owls at the bloom

Then disappear

Howl at the Moon

We all love the fears

Oh, don't you feel a bit sad knowing that you're glowing

In the luminosity of the lunar committee?

It's a broken cycle, a cold disciple

Didn't you read the Bible?

Gimme a break, drop the title

It hurts like hell when you've been there yourself

But you only met the mayor of the shallow first layer

I'll bring you down six floors, remember the number

Don't ever forget the signs, you really don't want me to remind

Keep begging for some help but you did this yourself

Back it up a notch, if you'd let me explain

It's a hard life, fall sick

A new scar to your fate

But what do you do in the position of a fetishizing cliche?

It guts you like a fucking pig, you love to complain

When you're falling deep under the gallows of a

Galloping introverted, negative antagonist if it's a little bit

Not quite your cup of tea, you're nitpicking like a plague

Admit it, you love the second rate

"Aw, are you okay?"

You're not okay

I'm not okay!

Let's take a trip down to the gallows

Where we don't belong

Let's take a trip down to the gallows

Where we don't belong

Let's take a trip down to the gallows

Where we don't belong

Let's take a trip down to the gallows

We all love the fears

We all love the fears!