The Tears

Fear of an enemy
A hand to a face
Words I overhear
Stop starting histories
A code in a look
What’s that number?
What’s that number?
Red light, panic terror,
Error, error!
I’ll cut her from ear to ear
Blue funk, panic, terror,
Error, error!
I’ll cut her, I’ll cut her, I’ll cut her, cut her, cut her, cut her
I’ll fuck her up Crazed by my make believe
A tongue down a throat
The grip on your arse
Tales that you tell to me
A touch of your nose
Why did you stammer?
Why did you stammer?
Red light, panic, terror,
Error, error!
I’ll cut you from ear to ear
Blue funk, panic, terror,
Error, error!
I’ll cut you, I’ll cut you, I’ll cut you, cut you, cut you, cut you
I’ll fuck you up
I’m your slave, got to taste
The tears, the tears, the tears
I’m your slave, got to taste
I’m your slave, got to taste
The tears, the tears, the tears
I’m your slave, got to taste
Red light, panic, terror,
Error, error!
I’ll cut you, I’ll cut you, I’ll cut you, cut you, cut you, cut you
I’ll fuck you up
I’m your slave, got to taste
The tears, the tears, the tears
I’m your slave, got to taste
I’m your slave, got to taste
The tears, the tears, the tears
I’m your slave, got to taste