Lydia Lunch Tied And Twist
Sour, dour, drowning
Wrists tied and twisting
Dance a nursery tune
It's two times misses you
Sour milk and curdles
Cuddles baby bottles
Cover in a corner
Yearning little learner
Sour, dour, drowning
Wrists tied and twisting
Dance a nursery tune
It's two times misses you
I cry one million tears
A sea of blood that runs
From heart to start then stop
