Marc Almond Body Unknown
You're running for the kitchen drawer to find a knife to end me 'Cause if I'm not yours anymore then no-one else shall have me The mirror broke seven years to go of misery and corrosion We can watch our kind of love We gotta a dangerous obsession And there was a look that froze your eyes Of irrational destruction I only saw you through a selfish Smokescreen of corruption I fell upon you, threw you down And out like other flotsam Body unknown (x3) Put your photo in my book of bodies Like a killer counts the notches Smile about you sometimes When drawing of the catches A gallery from the photo-booth A hundred frozen faces Body or no, all overthrown All weary, worn out, wasted Body unknown (x3) I clasp your wrist, the edge cuts Into the little finger Its not the pain of skin wound Its the mentalness that lingers And your hair was wet, torrential tears I always hear you crying And I smelled you head, damp like a dog That smell of damp dogs dying Body unknown (x3) You cry Body unknown You cry Body unknown
