Believing the world revolves around you While you are squirming like a worm Defying the laws of recognition To take the pill to vaccinate the germ
I'd call out your name But I don't believe they'll ever hear me again
Sweet kerosene
Soak your way through me Sparks from machines Light to heat up my cold dead hands tonight To heat up my cold dead hands tonight
Destroying the beauty that surrounds you To find the face that made you what you are Dissecting the heart of admiration To prove you cannot hide the scars
I'd call out your name But I don't believe that you'll hear me again
Sweet kerosene Soak your way through me Sparks from machines Light to heat up my cold dead hands tonight To head up my cold dead hands tonight