Audrey Horne Jaws
A tender moment, a sudden case of fear, arms against the ceiling, now rip the walls apart
We sleep with daggers and 911 on hold, grinning at each other, we tread water where, ships are sinking and sharks smell blood, somebody's about to get more than their share
This is our last offering, we still kill the old school way, broken hearts and dirty lies, this is love
Last one to the bridge is out, lick your wounds and count your dead, arm up for civil war, this is love
Like broken records, rewind and start again, heads against the brick wall, I cried so hard for you
Release the drama, and all the hounds of hell, f..ck this institution we tread the water
