Norma Jean

Like miracles like Clockwork and like miracles
You witnessed halos, but you failed to see its horns.
The illusion of intelligence, a continuous sounding bell.
And can feel the interruption in the air?
Can you feel the static?
I've never seen you like this.
See you...
Yeah well that's what I said.
Drive drive vultures home.
You're killing me.
Just bury me.
Yeah well that's what I said.
And I said exactly what I meant.
You're killing me.
Just bury me.
Holy Ghosts and talk show hosts.
How I panic as you fail.
Your conscience is a wolf.
Walls are being built,
Deception wears its veil and her charm is fleeting