Yesterday you threw a spear, and now you think you're getting it back? yesterday you threw a bloody mess with a cross in my face and now you think you get it back?
London's sin of a brain, i fucking need it this way.
Oh, not you. nothing, not you. not you. nothing, not you.
London's sin of a brain. i fucking need it this way. drive from the pedals into my head. i'm shining tombstones to raise the dead.
Didn't you try to shave with one hand? didn't you try to shave once, shave once? didn't you try to shave with one damn hand?
I wanted it this way. i needed it this way. i fucking wanted it. i fucking needed it.
I wouldn't die, would you be my savior? i wouldn't die, would you be my kind? nothing's dead in my head, in my...