Twilight Creeps Lyrics
"Death Becomes Her"

What can it be?
A divine apology?
An institution of absolution
Well, that's news to me
Just a crude indecency
Continuation of aggravation

Never walk into the light
Unless you have an alibi
Everything will turn out right
Because now we have the night

For now, you'll take a holiday
Just a good old-fashioned kinda getaway
A crooked smile on a tried and true highway
One last caress, one last breath

What can it be?
Just a broken frequency
Evolution by permutation
It's not real to me
Just a fucked-up fantasy
Stimulation of resurrection

Never walk into the light
Unless you have an alibi
Everything will turn out right
Because now we have the night

For now, you'll take a holiday
Just a good old-fashioned kinda getaway
A crooked smile on a tried and true highway
One last caress, one last breath