sun where did you go what they want was blood to sell life she sang blinded eyes the writings on the walls the calculated bee sting swells when she doesn't know screaming black eye seduction I'll take the fraction passed to me and i lay down now goodnight picture the color killed the texture the message of defeat tell me I'm alive but second best is what I've got to be I'm gonna cry you said pictures once again what you said is coming back when you say the pictures in your eyes pictures of hold me tell me what to say she sang once again I'm lying I can't take it it's not a choice you found a knife until you cut them back they cut you sun where did you go what they want was blood.