The Bright Black

The Bright Black

SCREAM


Some kind of sin they won't forgive
The only way to get more medicine

'cause
We're the white room kind
High on cyanide
Keep seeing pretty lights
'Til we're dancing on our own

We met god, she said
You'd best make your bed
Each time you're put to sleep
Is one more chance to dream
So

 Scream!
Let's be hysterical
SCREAM!
Don't want no miracle
'cause they won't listen
To the things we're wishing
So, let's make a scene
Until they hear us...

want all or nothing
no in between
Feeding on your sweet
Make-believe

'Cause
PromiseD, Kissed and fell
Down the wishing well
Shadows behind the scenes
Took their chance to sell

Choices in my head
Take the bite, She said
EACH TIME YOU'RE PUT TO SLEEP
IS ONE MORE CHANCE TO DREAM
SO

 SCREAM!
LET'S BE HYSTERICAL
SCREAM!
DON'T WANT NO MIRACLE
'CAUSE THEY WON'T LISTEN
TO THE THINGS WE'RE WISHING
SO, LET'S MAKE A SCENE
UNTIL THEY HEAR US...