she's made of hair and bone and little teeth
and things I cannot speak
she comes on like a crippled plaything
spine is just a string
I wrapped our love in all this foil
silver-tight like spider legs
I never wanted it to ever spoil
but flies will always lay their eggs
Take your hatred out on me
make your victim my head
you never ever believed in me
I am your tourniquet
prosthetic synthesis with butterfly
sealed up with virgin stitch
if it hurts, just tell me
preserve the innocence
I never wanted it to end this way
but flies will lay their eggs
| 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 |