It's the emptiness that follows you down
It's the bitter root it's twisted inside
It's the heart you used to have when it died
It's the emptiness, it poisons, it lies
It's everything that you'll never find
It might as well, it might as well hurt
It might as well, it might as well
I went down for the remains
Sort through all your blurs and stains
Take you rapture blister burns
Stand in line it's not your turn
All dressed in red, always the bride
Off with her head, all dressed in white
Off with her head
I went down to rescue you
I went all the way down
I went down for the remains
Sort through all your blurs and stains
Ooh, I will follow you
Anytime anywhere
Ooh, when they come for you
Just say you don't care