Come a little bit closer   So I can see what you taste like   A pale face, a vision of suicide   Dead ends and a St. Jude figurine      Bury me in a shallow grave   So the dogs can dig me out   If I die tonight, well that suits me fine   'Cause I'd be better off covered in lye      This one is abysmal   This one is a one way ticket down   Some say there ain't nothing to lose, but I lost that too   So what am I gonna do?      I sold my soul for a reasonable stake   The devil done paved the way   And I'll claim the prize 'til the day I go   When all hell comes to carry me home      A beckoning shape   A crow to lead me on   Lower me down below      This one is abysmal   This one is a one way ticket down   Some say there ain't nothing to lose, but I lost that too   So what am I gonna do?      The Peripheral know the cold center of hate   It burns clean and kills the pain   It'll cut you open and spit in your eyes      A foul spectacle to behold   A beckoning shape   A crow to lead me on   Lower me down the hatch and swallow me whole      Here I go