A multitude of insults in a complicated head
Was always one away from dying another away from dead
Oh God no!
Thats okay cause it was natural
A body snatching beauty sitting quite at my funeral
For the kids that come rob my grave:
She came and put it set in stone the way she screamed at my face
I took my hand and burned it red inside the heart of a fiend
And then the Devil gave a whisper to the tomb which I lay
She told me I would never make it to the heart the beast
That is if I would never take her hand as part of the feast
So she was taking captive any choice of making a break
She whispered deadly in the night, "Oh hey, theres no escape"
(Yeah)
A multitude of insults in a complicated head
Was always one away from dying another away from dead
Oh God no!
Thats okay cause it was natural
A body snatching beauty sitting quite at my funeral
(Multitude of insults in a complicated head)
(Multitude of insults in a complicated head)