Come with me you're all I know Penalty upon my shadow peaking Tell me what the Reaper sold, you Bury me alive the coffin's leaking Down, and out Spin me around with your clinical, uplifting power, our days are cut short when there are no flowers Oo, Oo, Oo, Oo, Ooo Give me something new Why so wasteful, you? Penalty upon my shadow peaking Penalty upon my conscience too Why so wet? Why so wet? Why so wet? Yeah, and now, the Angel's calling "The here & now, is more important" Fear of how, the Angel whispered Take me whole or take me withered And how the fuck would I know? A feeling hit an all time low Too slow. Too slow. Too slow