My friend blood shaking,
Blood shaking my heart
Ghosts they haunt me
Like the lull of your voice
Open mouth bit me
Taste your teeth, taste my tongue
My friend heart shaking
Heart shaking my blood
Lately I've been wasting-
wasting most of my time
Leaning in the corner
by the light of the TV
Watching ghosts, demented butchers with broken wrists
cut the meat so it's easy to eat
Alone, alone the damage is done
The veins have been cut
And I'm licking it up
Everybody's on the dance floor
They're stomping on hearts and the blood's on the walls