Swimming in addiction

Broadcast children live in fiction

Awake in lying shame
Tweaked twilight sighs as she counts her money

Devils got my brain, all narrow escapes
Don't want to feel her hands again

When fever blisters remember this advice

Believe in your own lies

I couldn't quite describe all the tricks in your look

If comfort in skin comes from within

Then why can't I get some for free

Come on Lord, everybody's trying to die these days

Sinking in oblivion, keep constant love affairs

Angel got my heart
Holds hard the pieces so it don't fall apart

We can hear you talk
Got secret spies to tape you in the dark

I couldn't quite describe all the tricks in your look

If comfort in skin comes from within
Then why can't I get some for free

Come on Lord, everybody's trying to die these days

Doll, don't live off the edge

Sleep in bed alone

Blood dripping down her nose

Getting it all over her clothes

Guess comfort in skin, don't come from within

She looks like she could use some help

I might have to help myself

Lord, Lord, Lord, they are gonna crucify me, yeah

I can't stop thinking about what I'm gonna do to you