That last one messed me up
Things look bad
Things look tragic
I keep looking in the mirror
Afraid that I won't be there
Courting Ellen West
Dancing on her grave
Saving Ellen West
My house is full of demons
I swear to God
I need to go to bed
I need to go to sleep
I'm awake with a vengeance
Courting Ellen West
Dancing on her grave
Saving Ellen West
'Cause she wanted it this way
My mouth is full of demons
I swear to God
I need to go to bed
I need to go to sleep
I need that hope chest
I need air to breathe
I need you here
I need to disappear

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