Withered Hand
Heart Heart
[A]
I need you now no fiery light in your brow
No mountain in your palm
And in your arms nothing can bring me down

[B]
Cruel world
Cruel world

Heart heart
Listen to your heart
And I listen to my heart
And all I hear is my body dying
Cruel world

Eyes eyes
Look into your eyes
And I look into your eyes
And all I see is my reflection
And it turns me on

What is this the first day of your life
What is this
No, mindless mediocrity
That we celebrate