Bus ride angels in your eyes
Lover lover, in your skin
Bones they drip like candle wax all around her
Bones they break like insect wings all around her
Go get your wings
Karma karma, crystal glaze
Night-time nectar in your veins
Kisses, cuts and scars and swings
For an evening of battery acid burns are deceiving
Crawling, sleeping,
I'm falling,embrace the bugs
Are you sick of the bruises?
Your desolate and truthless
Left your blood on my halos
On the backs of the fruitless