Swans Amnesia
The Sun Is An Acid Eye We're Corroded With Pleasure Inside There's A Hole In Your Thin White Skin Now We'll Never Be Clean Again Our Hands Are Two Broken Claws We Scrape At The Ground For Hours I Buried This Sound In The Floor To Gain Control Of This Feeling (Amnesia) And This City's A Crowded Room And The Earth Is A Closing Tomb In My Hand Is Your Perfect Womb When You Breathe Your Breath Is Obscene My Heart Is A Lead Box Ideas Are Shutting Locks The Air Was Just Turned Off And You're Sucking From This Machine (Amnesia) The Sun Will Not Rise Today You Children Will Stay Where You Lay The Oil Is Black And It's Thick And Sex Is A Void Filled With Plastic The President's Mouth Is A Whore When There's Murder The Audience Roars There's No Room Left For The Strong Everything Human's Necessarily Wrong: (Amnesia)
