The Widow 
 
 He's got fasting black lungs
 Made of clothes splintered shardes
 They're the kind that will talk
 through wheezing of coughs
 
 
 And I hear him
 Every night in very pore
 Every time it just makes me want to
 
 
 Breathe without an answer
 Free from all in shame
 
 
 Must I hide?
 Cause I'll never
 Never sleep alone
 
 
 Look at how they flock to him
 To an aisle of open sores
 He knows that the taste is such
 Is such to die for
 
 
 And I hear him
 Every night on every street
 The scales that do slither
 Deliver me from
 
 
 Breathe without an answer
 Free from all in shame
 
 
 And I'll hide
 Cause I'll never
 Never sleep alone
 
 
 Say that
 Say that I'm blood shot for sure
 Pay that ride on a ghost
 I'm floating on the shore
 Floating on the shore
 
 
 Every night in every pore
 The scales that do slither
 Deliver me from
 
 
 Breathe without an answer
 Free from all in shame
 
 
 And I'll hide
 Cause I'll never
 Never Sleep Alone
 
 
 Breathe without an answer
 Free from all in shame
 
 
 Let me die
 Cause I'll never
 Never Sleep Alone