Gypsy Blood

The space under my bed
I want to crawl beneath it
The room in my head
Well I no longer need it
Don’t
Don’t you want to move?
Don’t
Don’t you feel consumed?
And it’s in your blood
And it comes back to haunt us
What have we done, are we filling empty graves?
And it’s in your blood
And it comes back to haunt us
What have we done, are we filling empty graves?
The secrets that you’ve kept
So closely held and guarded
My heart translucent
That’s when your silence started
Don’t
Don’t you want to move?
Don’t
Don’t you feel consumed?
And it’s in your blood
And it comes back to haunt us
What have we done, are we filling empty graves?
And it’s in your blood
And it comes back to haunt us
What have we done, are we filling empty graves?
And it’s in your blood
And it comes back to haunt us
What have we done, are we filling empty graves?
And it’s in your blood
And it comes back to haunt us
What have we done, are we filling empty graves?
Why did you
Why did you
Why did you go?
Why did you
Why did you go?
Why did you
Why did you go?
Why did you
Why did you go?