Ithaca - Cremation Party

It’s in concentration
I can’t control myself
Maybe it’s desperation

It’s all in the reaction
You make my hold my breath
When I need a distraction

We’re more than just a fixation
It chokes just how you like
The ash in your foundations

I need to feel the sensation
Burning each fingerprint
There’s nothing like a cremation party

I'm so proud of you

The gaps between
Where the nails catch
Treading the flesh
Caught in the act

Malice outlasts
So here’s to the past

It’s in concentration
I can’t control myself
Maybe it’s desperation

It’s all in the reaction
Burning each fingerprint
There’s nothing like a cremation party