Take a culm And take the cake The dead would eat If they could speak Who knew what they should say? So sink your teeth Into your friends The means are never quite as noble As the end Warmth from the blood Of the ones that you love Is the only thing that keeps you sane Everybody's talking about The new transition From birth to graveyard And everybody is asking about How you'll turn out How we'll turn out How you're gonna turn out If you're climbing the wall Just to show me how tall you are Then you'll almost Never, ever, make it up And if you're climbing the wall (Warmth from the blood) Just to show me how tall you are (From the ones that you love) Then you'll almost never, ever make it up (Is the only thing that keeps you sane)