Dead lines, no sleep
This job is killing me slowly
Oh well, I'll keep
Quiet counting sheep
Emily
Emily
Emily
They talk in whispers
This apple's crawling with worms
Home for Christmas
Me and her don't speak much
Emily
Emily
Emily
Yeah
Inside this machinery
Everybody's crazy
Not me, maybe
But I've had this feeling lately
Bad dreams
Can't keep 'em out
There's things that I don't talk about
Memories
Swallow them down
I hope they never find me out
(Ah) Oh no
(Ah) Oh no
(Ah) Oh no
(Ah) Oh no, no
(Ah) Oh no
(Ah) Oh no
(Ah) Oh no
(Ah) Oh no, no, no, no
