Enticing them all with a taste of dementia
The writing on the wall is the thing not mentioned
With hucks and bread and tears, they sow
Blowing your cover right when the wind blows
I'm starting to fall into a black hole
I'm starting to notice you lose control
Get her fried around acquaintences who are making sense
It's the final round of making enemies while you sleep
You deny, you deny, don't deny
It's a price you, not I, will eventually pay
And it's all coming to a head
Hold my place while I think it over
So my plate has runneth over
Dementia's here again (in return)
I've been lied to - it happened right on time
With a silent house, it makes the day, it makes me stay
And if we're heaven-bound, then I guess Sinai wasn't steep
And she's still wandering around (it returns)
Do what you want to do - just what you wanted to
I know that you wanted to deny, deny, deny.
And I will eventually pay. You'll pay.