Manchester Orchestra

When the dark flood came
we wrapped ourselves inside a dirty blanket
citing different opinions
on whether we should move
when the houses came
they ate up everyone like they were fishes
saying, "come on, come on
its the end of the world"
and then I saw your face
you're turning skin into a dirty secret
I watched the beauties, watched the fire
and the fire burn the beauty in their eyes
when I took the blame
we layed in ruins trying to quote your phrase