Tekstovi: Far-Less. A Toast To Bad Taste. Gentlemen (Go To Sleep).

They say that time is
The tragedy slowly crawling on
While oh so hastily
Shutting us down one by one

If you can, if you can't
Sleep in that bed that you've made
You should know that I feel the same
After all these days

I've stretched all the letters
So maybe you'll see it better

Close your mouth, don't let
The bad things go deep into your lungs
If I could unhinge my jaw
And swallow you whole, you know I would
For you

If you can't, if you can
Sleep in that bed that you've made
You should know that I feel the same
Love always

If you can, if you can't
Sleep in that bed that you've made
You should know that I feel the same
Love always

I've stretched all the letters
So maybe you'll see it better

If you can, if you can't
Sleep in that bed that you've made
You should know that I feel the same
Love always

(Thanks to ModernDayThorns for these lyrics)