In the middle of the house,
In the middle of nowhere.
Bodies glide from room to room.
Ahhh!!
I hate these walls,
They speak to me.
Hey skin like a door, you`re no friend...
of the family.
Catch that light, yeaah.
It falls in subtle patterns.
Crawls in, and tells them when their time is up,
and when it`s over.
He takes her hand, and kisses her cheek.
She`s a doll, oh yeah.
She`s a spitting image.
Well you God, you`re still a part of me.
Hey skin like a door, you`re no friend...
of the family.
Catch that light, it falls in subtle patterns.
Crawls in and tells them when their time is up,
and when it`s over.
When it`s over. When it`s over.
Now it`s over!!
Now it`s over!
Catch that light, yeah, that falls in subtle patterns,
yeahh...that crawls in and tells them when their time is up,
and when it`s over.
It`s still a part of me.