My Body is A Madhouse (A Thousand Guests Ago) (Demo)

I'm vacant
I'll occupy you
If you want my love for your money, then my
Ankles, my clothes, my knees on the floor
My innocence left through your foot note
My soul scattered somewhere below
My body is a glass house of thousands stars
I'll kill
No, there was a lot
And then we go real deep on the car
With your feet firmly over the floor
With your wheels burning smoke
What I deserve as a dust, it blows
But a person is born of a ghost and somewhere over
My body is a glass house of thousands stars
I'll kill
Think I only go by day
You'll never see my soul
We've both been here before
We both know the score
It's the magic of parallel
What do vessels and nothing more?
I could lead you to the water, but I can't make it through
With my body for a glass house of thousands stars, I'll kill