It's a new list of lonely Mourning you Destitute Still can't get up Stuck in the ceiling I feel so fucked At least I'm feeling What I would do To feel your touch I wish you knew The depth of what it was The only thing I've ever loved Is left to gather dust I wish you knew I keep you in my blood I keep you in my blood, I It's a new slight of spirit When I speak to you Do you hear it? Still can't get up Stuck in the ceiling I feel so fucked At least I'm feeling What I would do To feel your touch I wish you knew The depth of what it was The only thing I've ever loved Is left to gather dust I wish you knew I keep you in my blood I keep you in my blood I keep you in my blood I keep you in my blood, I