Fury In The Slaughterhouse In Your Room
in your room there's a bed in the corner in your room there's a view over the town in your room your typewriter's telling stories in your room there are you waiting for me in your room when I look into your eyes I look into a mirror when I look into your eyes I can see myself kings and queens they have lost their heads but I I've lost my heart in your room in your room I'd like to crawl into you come cover me with love I'd like to crawl into you come cover me with love I'd like to crawl into you come cover me with love 'til we're had enough and we never get enough in your room there are worlds beneath the world and they are covered under blankets in your room in your room
