When you leave the night on

Contagions bind your doublespeak
Malice tends to choke my father's grip

But his hands are always clean

Walk towards the light

Convalesce your fetish in me
You make me older

Swatting flies in the vaseline
And I'm not getting any better

In this plot of dormant wakes
The thorns decipher, speak serrated
From the figure of an eight

That's when I disconnect from you

That's when I disconnect from you

That's when I disconnect from you

That's when I disconnect

No turning back now

Too many shovels past the rubicon
Must I desecrate it?

Why can't you tell me where you've gone?

Christened to die

Paranoia as hoaxing device
Just when I find out

Moira draws the moth to fire
Where the bluest burn of spirits

Draws the stem of hyacinth

You will hardly ever hear it
Because the muzzle always fits

That's when I disconnect from you

That's when I disconnect from you

That's when I disconnect from you

That's when I disconnect
I am a landmine, I am a landmine
So don't just step on me, so don't just step on me
'Cause I'm a landmine, 'cause I'm a landmine
And I can blossom in the pedals of an ECT

That's when I disconnect from you

That's when I disconnect, disconnect from

That's when I disconnect from you

That's when I disconnect, disconnect from