The Death They Claim
You know the number in the pouring rain
You know the faces and they stay the same
You know the call that you're gonna make tonight
The peace you make is the peace you follow
And the way that you always learned to talk about
And those secrets that you know that I know
And those secrets that you know that I know
You know the number in the pouring rain
You know the death that they always claim
You know the call that you're gonna make tonight
You come alive when she calls at night
Her face splits on either side in pain
