The fragrance in the air
Was composed of
Hidden truth behind the scene
As I was welcomed
But I could smell the stench
Filling up the mood well
And as the night peeled over
So did the outcome

I feel like the black sheep
In the herd tonight

Voices carried like ships set to sail
(Set to sail set to sail)
Under the moon, they trotted back to the safe house
(Back to the safe house)
I never thought that the situation
Could get so lonely if only I'd paid attention
Then maybe things would be the same
(Wishful thinking can take the blame)

As I
Made my way I felt the presence of an omen
My body shivered as the ground left the soles of my feet
But like the sacred box, it just had to be open
Curiosity killed the lives left inside of me

What lied beyond this illuminated door?
It seemed surreal as If I stood at heaven's gate
But it was perfumed with the soothing lights
While it turned out to be a hellish fate

Voices carried like ships set to sail
(Set to sail set to sail)
Under the moon, they trotted back to the safe house
(Back to the safe house)
I never thought that the situation
Could get so lonely if only I'd paid attention
Then maybe things would be the same
(Wishful thinking can take the blame)

I skinned the darkness alive with the cold sharp steel
From the blade of this knife, that left an ambient feel
Nothing covered them but my silhouette at fourteen
I walked away with no heart I left that house with no means

To ever come back to the scene of the crime
Where my heart fell from my chest and hit the floor
Like a body that jumps but nobodies there to mourn
This band of thieves I once knew as good friends
Are now nothing more than just pieces of shit

Voices carried like ships set to sail
(Set to sail set to sail)
Under the moon, they trotted back to the safe house
(Back to the safe house)
I never thought that the situation
Could get so lonely if only I'd paid attention
Then maybe things would be the same
Wishful thinking can take the fucking blame.