Floor

Two hands
On the back wall
We’re coming through your mind
From the first floor
Through the open doors
Tell us what you find
Dirty pictures
Holy water
And a hole in my eye
Some of you are with me
Some of you are gone
And others
Hiding
Waiting to find a way out
Out of here
I can feel him fall on me
I can feel him fall on me
I am trembling
What is happening to me
I am trembling
What is happening to me
What is happening to me
White wash this memory
Dirty pictures
Holy water
And a hole in my eye
Some of you are with me
Some of you are gone
And others
Hiding
Waiting to find a way out
Out of here
We’ve been trying to get back but were so far in
Hush, now
All of these thoughts are obscene
This is such a mess
I know that there’s something more
Something tells me this is over
Now open these doors
We were so far in
Hanging from the walls
Sliding down down down
To the floor
And I can see those
Dirty pictures
Holy water
And a hole in my eye
Some of you are with me
Some of you are gone
And others, hiding
Waiting to find a way out…
You’re free
You’re free
You’re free
You’re free
You’re free
You’re free