Fatima Mansions Stigmata
Stronger than reason, stronger than lies
The only truth I know
Is the look in your eyes
Just like a car crash, just like a knife
My favorite weapon is the look in your eyes
It's mine, get off mine, get off mine
Chewing on glass and eating my fingers
I'm not the one who has run out of lies
Run out of lies, run out of lies
Hurting my face walking on splinters
I lost my soul to the look in your eyes
You've run out of lies run out of lies
All we elected was?
