Wind through you- a fragrant ocean breeze.
I was caught in the beauty of town.

It comes in waves and droves, but the horror's ending 
now.
Wait 'til you find out you're laying in the garden of 
your heart.

Figuring out, 
pressing my teeth, straining my jaw,
scratching my skin, 
cramping my gut all at once.
Blackened by a rattle in your brain.

It comes in waves and droves, but the horror's ending 
now.
Wait 'til you find out you're laying in the garden of 
your heart.

It comes in waves and droves, but the horror's ending 
now.
Wait 'til you find out you're laying in the garden of 
your heart.