Railings - Mansun
I press
My face up to your railings
I'll listen still got a little unused pain
A little hurt
A little further
Don't burn your hand on the window
If you just want to take in the view
Don't you bend my wicked mind
With your mumbo jumbo torture
Sale same to you
Sale same to you
Here we are
We here forever
We gone tomorrow why I might not even bother
But you're lovely and dark
It's getting darker now
You press your face to my railings
I've still got a little unused pain
I'll shoot you down
With my good luck paradox
With my teeth and my brain
With my teeth and my brain
My death
It's holy and awesome
It's as common
As muck on a spade
I'm not afraid now
I'm not afraid now
