Just You, Me and the Old Hag

The good world is a liar And I eat it up every time It said don't worry about my father; His blood don't run as thick as mine There's motion on my body Singing ladada When I'm broken and she's on me I know it's all night Well I was shaken awake again, Oh my god And I'm sweating up the world, here she comes And I know the memory, but not where you are Said I'm lying still, I'm lying still To my accuser, I owe nothing to you Slow wind is ruining my day Sever the future, and die with bruises; I know mine are clearing up already