Weatherbox - Ask My Flashlight lyrics

I, with my flashlight
Hiding underneath your bed
With my dirty hands and my
Dirty feet and my flashlight
My flashlight is the only light
That I have, so don't you ask
My flashlight is holy bright
But, it's also black, and it wants me back
A stare can share a lot in dreams
I swear to take care of what's in front of me
A stare from the guard tears me apart
And I squirm, I never learn
And rays from behind all roar up and shine
And I fall down from your halls

And as I die, a choir shouts a blessing
And as I squirm with the worms
I ask, "What is depressing?"

Because it shouldn't sit to end
Up in the pit's
When you die, would you even try
To organize, breathe fire, and rise
In the air? Would you even care?
And as I burn, I would learn
How to start a fierce demon choir
We would march to the arch with the question
"Who fuels all this hell fire
And what's below it?"
But, I should ask what's in your
Head cause I'm under your bed
And I'm mean, never coming clean
And you ask for a light
Which comes as no surprise
And I'm there, with my tangled hair

And as he dies, a choir shouts a blessing
And as he squirms with the worms
I ask, "What is depressing?"
And how to fight it