lying to the mirror

Chorus

White walls and velvet chairs

Staring at the stain on the rug

I told her I felt better but I was lying to the mirror

Now my brain is catching fire

Catching fire

Verse 1

Nodding like a bird

Your pen is scratching on the yellow pad

Stop looking at my hands

They are shaking because they are bored

Bored of the cycle

Pre-Chorus

Take a seat

Take a pill

Take a walk

Down the hall where the light is grey

Chorus

White walls and velvet chairs

Staring at the stain on the rug

I told her I felt better but I was lying to the mirror

Now my brain is catching fire

Catching fire

Verse 2

The clock is ticking backward

And the shadows are crawling up your cardigan

Did you hear that sound

The walls are starting to breathe again

Bridge

(The following is spoken over high-tension violins)

So

Tell me about your mother

No

I want to talk about the static

The way it sounds like screaming underwater

Why are you looking at the exit

I haven't even started to describe the color of the silence yet

It is a very loud purple

Are you recording this

Chorus

White walls and velvet chairs

Staring at the stain on the rug

I told her I felt better but I was lying to the mirror

Now my brain is catching fire

Catching fire

Drop

Fire

Catching fire

Fire

Catching fire