My feet hurt And I can't breath Let all stars burst Inside of me Outside of you There's always me Leaving home With forgotten trips So I run to you I will come to you They're all of one kind Stillborn and blind I'll just do What should have been done And I'll find a way I'll savage them all They'll find but blood on the wall
They'll have to cut me up to find Their viscious restless hearts Then I'll run to you I will come to you I will come to you Why sort a better life out Why sort a better life out So I run to you I will come to you If you knew The consequenses Of your smile Would you still smile?