It´s all calm
But so sad
It´s all right
Without us
Now all can
Take long naps
Rest their minds
Forget us
You can´t smile
In your bag
You can´t cry
Cause you´re dry
I was found
At sunrise
Wet, white land
Cold clouds
All our holes are doors
So put in your coffins
All our holes are cold
Freezing your lipsticks
All our holes are doors
So put in your coffins
All our holes are cold
Freezing your wet dreams