Из альбома: Insomnia Theatre
Always looking for an insult
Well I can’t talk to you
I’ve got something on my mind
Something on my mind
And like a maggot
It’s eating me up inside
Watch out for the heartless
Waiting for the kill
And as the violins sail
To quote the virtues of despair
Quote the virtues of despai
Oh like a maggot
It’s eating me up inside
Eating me up inside
It’s crawling inside my flesh
Crawling inside my flesh!