Faraday Cage

Don't let your lovers in
Gold riches and the fountains
Aren't worth it in the end
Don't let your lovers in

Oh, don't you hate it, little lamb, little lamb?
Oh, don't you hate it, being tested, little lamb?
Ripped from your home, ripped from your womb
Ripped from your favorite song is your murder weapon

Blackmail sensation, distract yourself from changes in this bold operation

(I will never forget your face, she died with such grace)

If I see heaven coming back as someone else's ghost... Then

Don't let your lovers in
Gold riches and the fountains
Aren't worth it in the end
Don't let your lovers in

The world will be filled up with gold
And riches that you can't even begin to imagine!
With me you'll never be alone!
Completely in my arms for this nightmare

Wear my goddamn ring
Wear my goddamn necklace
Wear my voice
Wear my label
Wear my never-ending
Wear my goddamn necklace

Wear my goddamn ring
Wear my goddamn necklace
Wear my voice
Wear my label
Wear my never-ending
Wear my goddamn necklace

Wear my goddamn ring
Wear my goddamn necklace