I wanna fuck you like a foreign film
and there‘s no subtitles to get you through this
and Im a country you dont ever, ever, ever, ever, ever
want to visit again
Line up,
Roll camera
you pretend,
Ill pretend,
and
cut, cut, cut, cut
I want to kill you like
they do in the movies
Dont worry theres another one just like you in line
Im a strip, strip, strip, and
a flicker flick, flick, flick
a flicker of celluloid
and there‘s holes, holes, holes
in my everything.
just what i projected.
come in, come in, come in, come inside,
so much, much, much more skin to break.
I haven‘t even taken off my gloves.
so much, much, much more skin to break.
I haven‘t even taken off my gloves.
I feel a little sorry baby,
I hear the afterlife is poorly scored.
Youre lucky you dont have to wake up.
sick, sick, sick
Im sick of immortality.
Im sick of immortality..