1. |
Kissing Garbage
03:22
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Waking up alone, I'm always on the phone
I'm trying to find someone else
When I've got time to lose, I get someone new
But I can't get over you
All I see is, ooh ooh
Leftovers, ooh ooh
Now I'm kissing, ooh ooh
Garbage
I've been going out, been kissing every mouth
That's hoping to feel something
But no, I'll never find what you have inside
I guess I'll just stop trying
All I see is, ooh ooh
Leftovers, ooh ooh
Now I'm kissing, ooh ooh
Garbage
All I see is, ooh ooh
Leftovers, ooh ooh
Now I'm kissing, ooh ooh
Garbage
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2. |
Don't Talk to Me Again
04:13
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Moonlight turned into sunlight
And the cries were locked inside
A box that was meant to stay locked
But you used the key and now I'm stuck
You talked to me again
You talked to me again
You talked to me again
You talked to me again
Oh please just go away
Don't talk to me again
Oh please just stay away
Don't talk to me again
2AM bike rides were cold and dark
Now I feel the wind while the moon sparks
I used to feel the sadness in every park
In my heart, memories have left their mark
You talked to me again
You talked to me again
You talked to me again
You talked to me again
Oh please just go away
Don't talk to me again
Oh please just stay away
Don't talk to me again
You talked to me again
You talked to me again
You talked to me again
You talked to me again
Oh please just go away
Don't talk to me again
Oh please just stay away
Don't talk to me again
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3. |
The Ritual
03:36
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We ask for an entity
We ask for pure divinity
A child to save us from our death
To kill the ones who want us dead
The fire flies around her thighs
Caresses her skin while she cries
The child has been laid inside
The chosen one, the Devil's wife
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4. |
Cursed
04:03
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People screaming all the time
I don't know where to hide
They can't look me in the eyes
Cuz they're scared to see me alive
I live inside my little cave
I'm alone every day
I wish that I could change
And stop being the one who makes them run away
I was born with a curse in me
Eyes that turn red when I smile
I am very tall, but also very skinny
My heart is as empty as the night
I have never felt the touch
Of someone I really liked
If somebody shows me love,
They will ache until they die cuz
I was born with a curse in me
Eyes that turn white when I cry
My fangs don't mean I want to kill
My heart is as empty as the night
I was born with a curse in me
Eyes that turn black when you pass by
I am getting weak and I think
My heart is as empty as your heart
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