I've Felon asleep;

I've Felon asleep;

I've Felon asleep, I've felon, I've felon.

I've felon asleep:

So call out the guards! Call them out on me.

I'll be the convict and you the martyr,

We won't forget anything about the other.

I'm listening to all the sirens sound:

You're falling to your ground.

Mistaking you for a vampire,

As you're draining all of my essence.

I saw a morbid image in the mirror;

And my patience is coagulating.

Your mind is thickening,

Just like the soul within your eyes.

A murky, dirty breath escapes your face;

I catch it to give to you in this kiss.

I'm on the run from the world,

They all claim my hands have your blood.

I swore to them you put it on my skin;

Yet they aren't sure where the crime and kink begin.

Your mind is thickening,

Just like the soul within your eyes.

A murky, dirty breath escapes your face;

I catch it to give to you in this kiss.