I
I
Welcome inside of my deepened darkest thoughts
Upstairs, there's a nightingale, we'll see it, and nightingale you
She might complain, you start to be afraid
Hold joy and pain, go together
I ride on horse, holding billboards
Waiting for the fall of the eyes
Pull up in mud
The house of doctor, he's talking to me
Into a spiral
The house of doctor, he's talking to me
She might complain, you start to be afraid
Hold joy and pain, go together
I ride on horse, holding billboards
Waiting for the fall of the eyes
Pull up in mud
The house of doctor, he's talking to me
Into a spiral
The house of doctor, he's talking to me
I don't know what I'm doing
I've lost the rest and the weight of it
But happiness is growing inside me
The house of doctor, he's talking to me
The house of doctor, he's talking to me
The house of doctor, he's talking to me
Into a spiral
The house of doctor, he's talking to me
Into a spiral
