I Want The One I Can't Have
that I hope I never have to touch.
She likes the taste of burning flesh,
cannibals eat their love.
I'm a sucker for romantic stuff.
She peeled the skin right off her face
and left it lying on the bathroom floor.
I put it into my suitcase,
I couldn't leave it like that.
Just in case she wants it back.
Joan of Arc keeps burning up.
It's hard to go out with a saint,
who's french and comes from France.
I start to scream I almost faint.
She's got the stigmata,
I want the stigmata.
I give her a Marlboro cigarette.
Open Your Eyes
Open your eyes look up to the sky
Never thought i'd see the day i'd have to say goodbye
I walked out onto the field
Savouring all the air that i breathed
Knowing that i only had 20 more
Something clicked inside of my head
Realizing that soon i'd be dead
Focus on my feet so as not to scream
Tie me up and read me a prayer
My fear echoes all through the square
Raise your guns and blow my brains to kingdom come
You'll get no revenge when i die
I'll go down with finger up high
I'll save you a seat in hell you self important butcher