Crushing, cheating, changing...
Am I deaf or dead?
Is this constricting construction?
Or just streets with rusty signts,
Or something violent coming?
Chorus:
[This'll hurt you worse than me.
I weak, seven days, I weak.
Don't run from me, I won't
Bother counting "One, two, three..."
I don't know which me that I love,
Got no reflection. (x2)]
Show myself how to make a noose,
A gun's cliche and a razor too...
I'm not a deathshare vacation - vacant station
Made of scars and filled of my old wounds...
[Chorus]
You don't even know what I'm gonna do to you... (x4)
[Chorus]
I've got no reflection...
| 1 | Beautiful People |
| 2 | The Beautiful People |
| 3 | This Is The New Shit |
| 4 | Tainted Love |
| 5 | Dope Show |
| 6 | Third Day Of A Seven Day Binge |
| 7 | Personal Jesus |
| 8 | This is Halloween |
| 9 | The Nobodies |
| 10 | mOBSCENE |