Empty Eyes, Generous Thighs
In our heads we're already dead
Walking up and down the aisle
Empty eyes caress the generous thighs
Wrap us up in wool and put us down
And from our seeping wound
There'll come a man made of pus
Who in the darkest night
Is gonna take care of us while we sleep
And dream of life and ordinary things
Like when to drop the bomb
And from our seeping wounds
There'll come a man made of pus
Who in the darkest night
Is gonna take care of us while we sleep
And dream of life and ordinary things
Like when to drop the bomb
Walking up and down the aisle
Empty eyes caress the generous thighs
Wrap us up in wool and put us down
And from our seeping wound
There'll come a man made of pus
Who in the darkest night
Is gonna take care of us while we sleep
And dream of life and ordinary things
Like when to drop the bomb
And from our seeping wounds
There'll come a man made of pus
Who in the darkest night
Is gonna take care of us while we sleep
And dream of life and ordinary things
Like when to drop the bomb
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Writer(s): Lukasz Buda
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