Nocturnal Rites

Name the sin, count me in
Remind me that we’re dreaming
Bleed me dry, then hang me high
And call me the fool that I’ve been

Hate this state that I’m in

Cause we’re back
We’re back to the same old story
We’re back
So leave me alone, leave me alone again

Pour me out, run me down
And bore me till I’m done for
Wash me up, say no more
Leave me what’s left on the floor