Letra de Hell
Your name is stitched into my back
A rejection jersey I can't get out of
Unwanted metronomic fool
Stuck in a groove and damned never to topple

In the end
The love you take
Is inversely proportional
To the love you make

Though I'm plastic flash on your life
You're my Siamese twin removed by hacksaw
My phantom limb that wakes me up
To find that I'm still on the rape rack, howling

In the end
The love you take
Is inversely proportional
To the love you make

And I wonder if I've died and gone to hell
It doesn't seem all that unlikely at this point
And I know there is no chance of this ending well
So I just hope there is an ending

Your pissing face in the clouds laughs
Wadded-up piece of paper in a puddle
Naive prose, still half-legible
But you won't let me salvage myself, will you?