Honey, your heart is a hurricane Nothing but chaos and wind and rain From the outside looking in Honey, your soul is a cellar door Secret and safe as the ocean floor If you'd just go deeper in Got a piece of advice if you want it Don't listen anything Babylon says Stay focused, little one, because you're wanted By the undead The world you're running through is a gauntlet The house you're living in is haunted So pick your head up and be honest with yourself With yourself Standing by a pool that was made by a dam You gaze into your reflection and ask "How in the Western world could I ever know who I am?" Honey, your heart is a hurricane Nothing but chaos and wind and rain From the outside looking in Honey, your soul is a cellar door Secret and safe as the ocean floor If you'd just go deeper in There's a time and a place for theatrics And I'm not talking about rabbit-in-the-hat tricks Free your mind before they come to extract it From your head The world you're running through is a gauntlet The house you're living in is haunted So pick your head up and be honest with yourself With yourself Standing by a pool that was made by a dam You gaze into your reflection and ask "How in the Western world could I ever know who I am?"