Amnesia

The Sun is an acid eye
We're corroded with pleasure inside
There's a hole in your thin white skin
No, 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
The earth is a closing tomb
My hand is a perfect womb
When you breathe, your breath is obscene
(Ooh)

My heart is a lead box
Ideas are shutting locks
The air was just turned off
Now, you're sucking from this machine

Amnesia
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
(Ooh, wah)

The president's mouth is a whore
When there's murder, the audience roars
There's no room left here for the strong
And everything human's necessarily wrong

Wrong, wrong
Wrong, wrong
Wrong, wrong
Wrong

Amnesia



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Rolfe Gira
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