[Intro: Charlotte Gainsbourg]
Can you really tell?
It should be easy, passing
And yet
nightmarehouse
[Verse 1]
Mold plaguing the fridge
Blood under the teeth
Corpse in the hometown
Need to get out the city
If I died in the snow
Would you feel chilly?
When your skin tears, I qeueze
It's like we're Siamese
Lacking awareness, she's being cuddled by a corpse
The downward curve of your breast to stomach while you lie on the floor
A placid pale visage shot on Supеr 8
16mm on your ribcage to accentuate your waist
[Chorus]
Thе soul is in the eyes
But yours produced no light
Her skin glows a luscious pale
There's a full moon tonight
There's a fridge full of whores
My head fell on the floor
Roll of film tinted red
Of beauty adjourned
Can you really tell?
It should be easy, passing
And yet
nightmarehouse
[Verse 1]
Mold plaguing the fridge
Blood under the teeth
Corpse in the hometown
Need to get out the city
If I died in the snow
Would you feel chilly?
When your skin tears, I qeueze
It's like we're Siamese
Lacking awareness, she's being cuddled by a corpse
The downward curve of your breast to stomach while you lie on the floor
A placid pale visage shot on Supеr 8
16mm on your ribcage to accentuate your waist
[Chorus]
Thе soul is in the eyes
But yours produced no light
Her skin glows a luscious pale
There's a full moon tonight
There's a fridge full of whores
My head fell on the floor
Roll of film tinted red
Of beauty adjourned
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