Lyrics

I buried my blood years ago to encourage the vine I waited for something to grow and flourish with time I counted each hopeful raindrop as it fell to its death I dusted the mournful frost and warmed it up with my breath You'd better watch where you're walking There might be somebody's blood flower growing You'd better watch what you're doing Don't go fucking around in the garden You'd better watch where you're walking You'd better watch what you're doing You'd better watch where you're walking You'd better watch what you're doing On the night of the hunter's moon you might notice a quiet dread Are your eyes playing tricks on you? Yeah, maybe it's in your head Every day a little more unsettled, you are starting to understand You're sleeping with the lights on, with no one to hold your hand You'd better watch where you're walking You'd better watch what you're doing You'd better watch where you're walking You'd better watch what you're doing You'd better watch where you're walking, where you're walking You'd better watch what you're doing You'd better watch where you're walking There might be somebody's blood flower growing You'd better watch what you're doing Don't go fucking around in the garden You'd better watch where you're walking There might be somebody's blood flower growing You'd better watch what you're doing Don't go fucking around in the garden You'd better watch where you're walking There might be somebody's blood flower growing