Tekster: The Distillers. Sing Sing Death House.

I am a death house haunted mirror
Acerbic heart ain't nothing pure in here
I keep the memories of a broken you
Sing, sing the stories of a fractured few

I believe, I will open up
For all my rage will surely come undone

Sing, sing death house

I am agnostic but I hang on a cross
Faithless, saintless my sin stabs
I wear the crown of oblivion
Rule and aching void watch my sun burn out

I am a death house haunted mirror
Acerbic heart ain't nothing pure in here
You close the door, I sing pleading
Save me before you leave, you're leaving

Sing, sing death house
Sing, sing death house