Amnesia

The Sun Is An Acid Eye We're Corroded With Pleasure Inside There's A Hole In Your Thin White Skin Now We'll Never Be Clean Again Our Hands Are Two Broken Claws We Scrape At The Ground For Hours I Buried This Sound In The Floor To Gain Control Of This Feeling (Amnesia) And This City's A Crowded Room And The Earth Is A Closing Tomb In My Hand Is Your Perfect Womb When You Breathe Your Breath Is Obscene My Heart Is A Lead Box Ideas Are Shutting Locks The Air Was Just Turned Off And You're s*cking From This Machine (Amnesia) The Sun Will Not Rise Today You Children Will Stay Where You Lay The Oil Is Black And It's Thick And s*x Is A Void Filled With Plastic The President's Mouth Is A Whore When There's Murder The Audience Roars There's No Room Left For The Strong Everything Human's Necessarily Wrong: (Amnesia)