Giraffe Tongue Orchestra Thieves And Whores
Last thing I remember
I was sitting by the window
Speeding like a bullet
Through urban jungle ruin
I was in a hopeless town
Smoke was like a blanket
Blood was like a river
Everything was slowing down
The sound of lonely women
Screaming of the children
The sight of shallow bodies
There's no chance of forgetting
How they got the horror down
Hope is now killing ground
The quest for more
The rotting core
The civil war between thieves and whores
The quest for more
The rotting core
The civil war between thieves and whores
