Fog Lake — Antidote

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Chew me out of this hole, dear
Ward me off with amethyst
Half built walls still setting in
Sold my soul to the devil, yeah

You left home so I should have known
That I’d be waiting by the telephone
But I won’t fall to pieces
I’ll bet on my antidote

I saw one of your nightmares on the big screen
Such a sacred scene
What’s in store for me?

Once you plant the seed
Drink it to get rid of me
Until bad intentions speak