I got this law I wrote
About the things below
This code is critical
Because I forget to take it slow
I'm tumbling down
I'm rolling over
I'm tumbling down
Yes once these curtains close
My standards will get low
The shit that scares me most
Will just as easily go
But when we start, we can't stop
Don't wear coats when it's hot
Once the temperature has dropped though
The questions will pop up
Which secrets have been kept?
Which stories stay in bed?
Perhaps I should accept
I might be sleeping with the dead