Letras:
Swans Soundtracks For The Blind

SMELL OF BURNING HAIR. AND ALL THE CHILDREN HOWL FOR MILK. THE RAIN SPITS DOWN A MILLION KNIVES. I SEE YOU RUNNING THROUGH THE FIELD. I SEE YOU RUNNING FOR

WORDS: YOU WERE WRONG TO RESIST ME, I WAS WRONG TO FORGIVE. NOW I LOATHE MY OWN WEAKNESS, BUT YOU PRAISE ME FOR THIS. THERE'S A PLACE IN YOUR FUTURE,

WORDS: CAN I STEAL YOUR MIND? AND CAN I CRAWL DOWN INSIDE? AND WHEN I AM YOUR CHILD, CAN I FEED IN YOUR EYE? AND CAN I DRINK THE AIR, DOWN IN YOUR COLD

WORDS: YOUR LIPSTICK SMEAR ACROSS YOUR FACE, NOW TOSS YOUR HAIR IN DIRTY GRACE. PINK LEATHER STRAP ON YOUR GUITAR, NOW SPREAD YOUR LEGS - HOW BRIGHT

WORDS: I GIVE YOU MONEY, YOU'RE SUPERIOR. I DON'T EXIST: YOU CONTROL ME. YOU'RE CORRUPT, YOU'RE DEFORMED, YOU'RE CORRUPT: YOU CONTROL ME. OWN ME, OWN

WORDS: AND WIDE ARE YOUR DELUSIONS, DEEP RED IS THE SPACE BEHIND YOUR EYES, CLOSED FOREVER IS THE DOOR TO YOUR ROOM, BUT INSIDE THERE LIVES THE SOUND