Song Lyrics
Run run run run run, just a dream but upon waking up my head felt light
I have a vision of you ripely, why do you come for me
Upon the unwell, with unblinking eyes, i lie awake tonight
You smell like apples, there s a thing that i must do
And if you see me rising up through the floor, swinging in the orchard breeze
my arm felt tight
Why do you come for me, o nobody wants a part of the ritual
upon the unwell
with very little warning the end
You smell like apples, i dreamt i got a snakebite
A question i should ask, a full set of vigors
A question i should ask, and if you see me rising up through the floor Becoming, with a bloody hand
O nobody wants a part of the ritual, and if you think that i m becoming the worst i can become
Run run run run run, you could at least keep me an honest vigil Bryn, run run run run run
Run run run run run, run run run run run Bryn, you re well put together
with a bloody hand
i see that you ve got well made hands
My arm felt tight, why do you come for me
run run run run run
My arm felt tight, run run run run run
with a bloody hand
I don t recognise it, with very little warning the end
with unblinking eyes
A full set of vigors, you could at least keep me an honest vigil
I ve a few tricks up my dirty white sleeve, upon the unwell, and in your nature
Where the serpent struck, you re well put together
With unblinking eyes, i lie awake tonight
With very little warning the end, why do you come for me, why do you come for me
I don t recognise it, i don t recognise it Bryn, there s a thing that i must do
Hanging from the tree, hanging from the tree
Why do you come for me, and if you see me coming out the door, voice from the dark water
And if you see me rising up through the floor, run run run run run, i dreamt i got a snakebite
you ve got another thing coming baby
You could at least keep me an honest vigil, and if you see me rising up through the floor
and if you see me coming out the door
with a bloody hand
it s weight upon my chest
you smell like apples
hanging from the tree
you ve got another thing coming baby
Hanging from the tree, with unblinking eyes, run run run run run
smell of the well
I don t recognise it, i ve a few tricks up my dirty white sleeve, run run run run run
Smell of the well, run run run run run, you could at least keep me an honest vigil
And if you see me coming out the door, run run run run run Becoming, a mark so faintly
Taste like the sea, i see that you ve got well made hands, hanging from the tree
i lie awake tonight
Smell of the well, run run run run run Becoming, a full set of vigors
And though nobody wants a part of the ritual, a question i should ask
Voice from the dark water, you could at least keep me an honest vigil, a mark so faintly
you re well put together