Lydia Lunch

Lock Your Door
I would not like to not knowlock your doorI would not like to not knowlock your doorShut up and dieI wish it was meprisoner of my own demiseKiss the bride and make her cryroll over and diebye bye baby bye byeI could almost cry like tears of bloodand slowly it evaporatessometime to true the moment passeslike dawn to dusklike rust to ashesinside torn downthe soul the wallsthe hallowed bodied evening sprawlsacross the rock across the darkI could....I could almost cry like tears of bloodand slowly it evaporateswithout a trace without a scarsometimes too blueLetras de cancionesthe moment passesoverhead, so undetectedwithout default, with no perfectionI could close my eyes and sleep foreverlocked inside this secret silencewhisper deep inside my headslow motion sickuntil tomorrowrewind, erase and nothing remainsthe way that nothing ever doesevery face is familiar in the dark From Letras Mania