Stop dreaming of me dying in violent ways Can't you see it makes me paranoid? Uh-huh-huh-huh Uh-huh-huh-huh With you it's always violins smashed to cinders With you it's always memories, last chance to winter somewhere brave Yeah, you can be brave and try to explain, but I feel it coming, I don't know what I feel the craving, I don't know what I feel the craving, I Your smile was processed in every other frame In the druggie strobe stop-action effects Your attitude is impossible to dance to I hate myself when you touch me I want to beat you with a k**er's ideas Somewhere emotions and my physical heart in bootlegs