Out/In Lyrics

Here: No entrance. Maybe someone's changed the locks?
It wasn't me, or? Blame it on my slightly vicious twin
Darkness kept on falling- slowly.
Bricks from an infected house in which we live/die or pay visits to
Talking Talking talking talking
Consonants and vocals flowing.
Deadend-rivers Dead air. No contents
Paint yourself into a corner.
Visions aren't growing younger
All about control, I've heard them say

and maybe hope, maybe clouds, maybe frost?
Dust maybe, faith maybe, time maybe?

Maybe going down?

Maybe Holes Joy Home Blood?