When You're Out 가사

I stopped watching from the first home We're gathering for a throne Taped up with a gold top Feather covered We're combing over dead shots Forcing old hymns through a naked swim We're crawling up from the cold whims Tell me when you're out We're caught limping through the back door A fever twist, nothing more Death toll for a whistle blow The giant levers, stolen off the marrow Claiming tried friends with an empty tact Appeal enough and we fall back Tell me when you're out