Antichrist - The 1975

And I swear there's a ghost on this island

And his hands, all covered in blood

And my wife inquired of understanding

But of course, my dear, you can't

She said: "How can I relate

to somebody who doesn't speak?

I feel like I'm just treading water.

Is it the same for you?

Is it the same for you?"

Well, he comes and he goes, so capricious

And his work appears so rushed

Well, I love the house that we live in

And I love you all too much

Is it the same for you?

Is it the same for you?

Is it the same for you?

Is it the same for you?

Well, the criminals and liars

Keep them in your cells as a privilege of mine

And I love the house that we live in

And I love you all too much

The blood is on your tongue as well as your hands

The blood is on your tongue as well as your hands

The blood is on your tongue as well as your hands

Archaic and content, you just wash them off

The blood is on your tongue as well as your hands

Archaic and content, you just wash them off

The blood is on your tongue as well as your hands

Archaic and content, you just wash them off

The blood is on your tongue as well as your hands

Archaic and content, you just wash them off

The blood is on your tongue as well as your hands

Archaic and content, you just wash them off

The blood is on your tongue as well as your hands

Archaic and content, you just wash them off