05 - These Arms Are Snakes - Drinking From The Necks Of The Ones You Love

Falling to our eyes
The beauty of you
The passion you took
The passion you lose here
She's a contrarian flower
A better dance
A beautiful creation
Stand up and listen
Never shouting
Never shouting

The red scars can well blend
Tell the girls to leave them alone
Digging around in the open
You still find nothing
There is this yearning more
Like running through that park on your own
You feel like a composition doll
We will glue you

And all we felt
Everything we felt
Was meant for you
It was all meant for you
And all we felt
Everything we felt
Was meant for you
Was meant to hurt you

Chemicals, wasted days
Chemicals, forgotten nights
Chemicals, wasted days
She won't hide
When I ask
"Why are you opening up your own wounds?"
When you know where they came from
Where they came from
And now they think it's all they've got
I'm beginning to think it is all that they've got

Drinking next to the floor
Watching the stars talking to someone
Drinking the rest for someone
Drinking the stars from love wars
Lost inside the holes
You eat the hearts of the love wars
You eat the neck from the love wars
You drink from the neck of your own

Tellin' the future to come in the back door
Tell all the stars that the stars are no more
Tellin' the future to come in the back door
Tell all the stars that the stars are no more
Tellin' the future to come in the back door
Tell all the stars that the stars are no more
Tellin' the future to come in the back door
Tell all the stars that the stars are no more
Tellin' the future to come in the back door
Tell all the stars that the stars are no more
Tellin' the future to come in the back door
Tell all the stars that the stars are no more
Tellin' the future to come in the back door
Tell all the stars that the stars are no more
Tellin' the future to come in the back door
Tell all the stars that the stars are no more
Tellin' the future to come in the back door
Tell all the stars that the stars are no more
Tellin' the future to come in the back door
Tell all the stars that the stars are no more
Tellin' the future to come in the back door
Tell all the stars that the stars are no more
Tellin' the future to come in the back door
Tell all the stars that the stars are no more
Tellin' the future to come in the back door
Tell all the stars that the stars are no more

Why are the clouds that hang over the city towers?
Why are the bodies that become your Eiffel towers?
Why are the city's tears that roll into the gutters?
Why are the water that grows your front lawn?
Why are the city's tears that roll into the gutters?
Why are the water killing your front lawn?