I create the things that haunt me   The ghosts you see here    Came with me   I create my consequences    I have weaved my history      Something in your bones    Calls you here   Something in your fabric   Ties you here    So take a breath and mend the wound   Or pull the thread and disappear      I've designed this institution   The lunatics are honored guests   And it was invitation only   The murderers are here at my request      Something in your bones    Calls you here   Something in your fabric   Ties you here    So take a breath and mend the wound   Or pull the thread and disappear      I don't wish distress upon you   Or to be a dreadful host   But you'll likely get what you want the least   Just when you need it the most   Don't fall apart    This is a gift I promise you   A silken thread to mend your injury   But if it scars or not is up to you      Something in your bones    Calls you here   Something in your fabric   Ties you here    So take a breath and mend the wound   Or pull the thread and disappear