Intro: August spent, your basement apartment I fell thought your floor Cradle and all, i fell through your floor But i can't spill through your fists Until my hands are solid white My lungs are buckled tight together My sliding drawl is like a cannonball Ill slur myself to sleep outside your door Theres a ghost way up the northeast coast And it'll break your heart Harder than i could ever And that ghost claws at my arms it make me do wrong It make me do wrong And it pushes you down And rattles the walls, and it's sorry, it's sorry, it's sorry So even though its cold And it breaks apart your bones It's floating urgently outside your door When you spoke, when you speak, broken on your knees I'm a joke, i'm asleep Please please please, please please I'll be on my feet if you want me I'll be on my feet if you need I'll be on my feet if you want me to be Ending -