The paper reads I must have died I hope I knew what to fight for Cause now it has cost my life Ive grown to feel for the traitor Now I greet the invader Tears to moss on the floorboards It rings out dry Could u Please give me something To wait out the night While I sweat out this high Im proud ive kept myself off it Ive come to agreement with These horns of mine Theres no use changing the topic Once the words hit the target I break and cry So blessed are we In this house of moss The damage soaks within the walls The heavy parts are falling off And growing new in place of rot So dance with me and turn me on U look of someone id have loved I soak it in and chop it off So blessed are we In this house of moss So blessed are we In this house of moss The damage soaks within the walls The heavy parts are falling off And growing new in place of rot So dance with me and turn me on U look of someone id have loved I soak it in and chop it off So blessed are we In this house of moss