Texty: Misfits. American Psycho. Dig up Her Bones.

Anything is what she is
Anywhere is where she's from
Anything is what she'll be
Anything as long as it's mine

And the door, it opens, way back in
Or is it way back out?

Any place is where she'll be
Any place, she'll see you from
Lies and secrets become your world
Any time, anywhere, she takes me away

And death climbs up the steps one by one
To give you the rose that's been burnt by her son

Point me to the sky above
I can't get there on my own
Walk me to the graveyard
Dig up her bones

I have seen the demon's face
I have heard of her death grace
I fall down on my knees in praise of the
Horrible things that took her away

And death climbs up the steps one by one
To give you the rose that's been burnt by her son

Point me to the sky above
I can't get there on my own
Walk me to the graveyard
Dig up her bones

Point me to the sky above
I can't get there on my own
Walk me to the graveyard
Dig up her bones, bones