Unholy Faces

Unholy Faces - Florist

We come in through the morning

Until the long time ago

And we search in through the morning

Cause you have lost your soul

Don't go don't go

Your dinner is waiting on me

Don't go I don't want you to go but I know you must go today

We're erasing lines on our unholy faces

We eat our souls and don't bother to replace them

Go get another cup of that poison drink that you love

It attracts all the monsters who want to eat you up

Our words are no longer sacred when we speak

The only ones who can hear them

Are the ones who left last week

We're erasing lines on our unholy faces

We eat our souls and don't bother to replace them