Sirens begin, the red light Hungry go the
Betty's in the trying to detox She always wears long
Desdemona in a red can't get off the bench Her bolts are fused, her can't move better find a wrench
Got no past, they can't like a curse What's best for them is always At the of something worse
Wren's heart of ashes, the lashes Her in a brillo box She's on one with key after key Trying to the right lock By the pulp of her And the of her tears You can tell weather She bends her skin in the shape of her To herself together
Got no past, can't last The future's a hearse What's best for them is bought At the price of something
Got no past, I last The future's like a I'm swimming in of mercury sense of the end of the century
They want to -- want to -- outside They want to scream They want to outside They to lose outside They to beg outside want to have sex outside They to -- outside They want to outside They want to buy They want to outside They want to outside want to -- outside They want to They only want to be alone
Carl's been Better return him to central casting Jen grows weaker her soul Are useless laces So she rides the snake till she wings And flies to places
Got no past, they can't The future's a hearse What's best for them is always At the price of worse
Got no past, I last The future's like a I'm swimming in pools of Making of the end of the century
dawn, their faces worn Rain like a feathers I'm swimming in of mercury sense of the end of the century
Got no past, they can't The future's a hearse What's for them is always bought At the price of worse