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My heart is a black haunted loom Weaving jackets for children who'll never be born My hands are abandoned factories Manufacturing heartbreak and hate for the world As we waltz the broken dance of our limbs This ballroom has been groped by so many evil whims As I drill the last hole into you The well of your body has hardened into glue Everything is going to be just awful when we're around All the colors gonna rot off your sight when we're around I remember the day that I sold my smile SongtexteTo that nice couple who lost their first child I threw in a set of sympathy And a bucket of popcorn for the cemetery But now my face is all fenced off The sky is boarded up, the hills covered in drop cloth How many chords 'til this song vomits out real love? How many feathers to pluck naked the soiled dove? How many whores 'til you send away for that trophy? And how many punches 'til you give yourself away for free? Because those bruises on your face Look like the sun setting in disgrace (From these cliffs, you can see the whole city Laid out groveling like a field of wounded soldiers The billboards in heat and hissing The sky scrapers stitching the gash of the earth As they waltz the broken dance of their limbs Their ballroom has been groped by so many evil whims) Everything is going to be just awful when we're around All the colors gonna rot off your sight when we're around I am just a salesman, pleased to meet you, can I show you around? Everything must go the shadows, the seagulls when we're around This is our shame Aus Songtexte Mania