The Rattle Of Black Teeth (Code)

On a mattress of salt On a sea of wounds And only my arms for oars White-knuckle dream ride Cling on for dear life Fare thee well my black-hole bride My mirage cocoon of horses sail into the sky It’s so strange What life looks like When you’re falling Falling Falling through the cracks Is there anyone there On the other side? Do they know who you are? Can they bring you back? And in my deepest darkest dreams The rattle of black teeth is growing and growing In the heart of my brain There’s something coming And it will never leave you behind It’s pulling you and tugging you Til the light goes out in your eyes When fate hangs you out You out to dry When you’re finally coming apart Then you’ll start to know why And in my deepest darkest dreams The rattle of black teeth is growing and growing In the heart of my brain On a mattress of salt On a sea of wounds And only my arms for oars White-knuckle dream ride Cling on for dear life Fare thee well my black-hole bride