Текст песни The First Sip - Plainview

We let our lips touch
And drink from the cup that holds the blood
The blood, the blood
The blood of the covenant
Baby the heart starts pumping
When the head starts getting the hint

We're too old for imaginary friends
Yet here you are like the living dead

These subtle ways you leave me breathless
Break glass in case you're ever feeling restless
Lay in our coffins
It's the bed we all make
You can't escape your grave
You can't escape your grave

We keep our demons
On a first name basis
And we talk
We talk, we talk
We're talking to ourselves again
And if the heart stops beating
Then the head starts throwing a fit

We're too old for imaginary friends
Yet here you are like the living dead

These subtle ways you leave me breathless
Break glass in case you're ever feeling restless
Lay in our coffins
It's the bed we all make
You can't escape your grave
You can't escape your grave

Lay in our coffins
It's the bed we all make
You can't escape your grave
You can't escape your grave