[Verse 1]
There's a graveyard in this building's foundations
I can feel them underneath my bed when I sleep
Every night I dream of chimneysweeps in the walls
Sometimes I hear them knocking

[Chorus]
Chest beating like a rat in a tin can
Cuticles chewed up so badly they're bleeding
Meaning that at this moment
I am literally
Literally
Fraying at the fucking ends

[Verse 2]
There's a hellmouth in the flat below mind
Flies have started fucking in the hall by the door
Soon there will be more insects than breathable air
And I'll find legs in my teeth

[Outro]
I hope there's a rafter in this flat that can support 200 pounds of uncooked hogroast
I hope I see my enemies again and shake their hands
I hope hell is as warm as it has been in my dreams
I hope
I hope
I hope