We Speak In Tongues

Head like a gaping hole
Eyes black like a widows home I know
Walk the streets while we speak in tongues
With clenched fists and ringing skulls
Glass looks from half-hearted sons
An end has to have a start, I know

Please sleep tight, just don't tell lies
You'll be alright
But this contract was already signed in blood
And this contest
About who's most free
I swear it's gonna kill me