Where our lives are archived
There's a strange insecticide
Blowing through
A river of bar lights
Baby your name's in lights
Yeah your name's in lights
So with your words in my crown and your memory
In my mouth
I go armed out on the town
I go armed out on the town
And sometimes I wonder what it would be like
To hang upon your body
But are you also rotting
Are you also rotting
I've been sifting through the floor of amphetamine salt
Just trying to figure out where you get off
Sifting through the floor of amphetamine salt
Just trying to figure out where you get off
Now there's a hole in the center of my chest
Been digging at it with my scarecrow hands
Too much wind and not enough bend
I've been digging at it with my scarecrow hands
Dead seas, hands and knees
To hang upon your body
But are you also rotting
Are you also rotting
Yeah your name's in lights
Baby your name's in lights
Yeah your name's in lights
Maybe your name's in