Sing Sing Death House — The Distillers

I am a death house haunted mirror Acerbic heart aint nothing pure in here I keep the memories of a broken you Sing sing the stories of a fractured few

I believe i will open up For all my rage will surely come undone

I am agnostic but i hang on a cross Faithless saintless my sin stabs I wear the crown of oblivion Rule and aching void watch my sun burn out I am a death house haunted mirror Acerbic heart aint nothing pure in here You close the door i sing pleading Save me before you leave youre leaving