Heavy Heavy Low Low Are You Okay, Kiddo? Lyrics

our guise is that of an apparition enthralled in the vanity of self-worship our robe our crown as
much a part of us as the very marrow in our bones
we'll have you begging for your mother in the morning
your father is out he's d___ right he should be worried
they'll call you jane doe, they'll call you jane doe
one in a million,
one and the same,
one empty chamber
one less to blame,
this is a failing institution and i've failed to notice.
i've learned not to despise this sentiment
complacency invokes atrophies embrace
i've learned to forget my desires and so what if i can't leave this room that never stopped us before