It said if you don't let it out we're gonna let it eat you away,  I'd rather be a cannibal, baby animals like me don't talk anyway, feel like an ambulance, chase her away, pray I could replace her, forget the way her tears taste, put another X on the calendar, summers on it's deathbed, there is simply nothing worse, than knowing how it ends, and I meant everything I said that night, I will come back to life, but only for you, the world may call it a second chance, but when I came back it was more the relapse, anticipation is on the other line, and obsession called while you were out, sleep in the hive, I guess all of us haven't got to me, the rest of the live, at night your body is a symphony, and I'm conducting.