Beaks Of Benevola

Walking around in the corridor without a sound of the heart or the floor
The savages' all asleep, and the infirmary is quiet... like a morgue
Humming a tune from the Devil's brigade in the pondering silket silence
Perishable in debt, they pays the rent to all the evils to repent
Yes, I wanna be good
Yes, I wanna be righteous for the perished and unfolded
Forever blind, never misunderstood
Find a place in the woods among the bluebirds on the river bed
With chuckled beaks in silence
Lalala lala lalala, lalala lala lalala, lalala lala lalala la la
(I wanna be good)
Lalala lala lalala, lalala lala lalala, lalala lala lalala la la
(I wanna be good)
It's the end of the line, blind, babies in the ballroom
Fade away, it's the house of detention
Out here we're lost in the haze
thousand days are shorter than an hour... in the sun
Like a splinter to the spine
Trade your soul for the bliss of believing
Stars in the ceiling, ghouls in the curtains, grass on the floor
China on the table and the river and the sink
Creatures of the night watch sleeping on broken wings
Yes, I wanna be good
Yes, I wanna be righteous for the perished and unfolded
Forever blind, never misunderstood
Find a place in the woods among the bluebirds on the river bed
With chuckled beaks in silence
Lalala lala lalala, lalala lala lalala, lalala lala lalala la la
(I wanna be good)
Lalala lal lala, lalala lala lalala, lalala lala lalala la la
(I wanna be good)