sweet kerosene

believing the world revolves around you

while you are squirming like a worm

defying the laws of recognition

to take the pill to vaccinate the germ

i'd call out your name

but i don't believe they'll ever hear me again

sweet kerosene

soak your way through me

sparks from machines

light to heat up my cold dead hands tonight

to heat up my cold dead hands tonight

destroying the beauty that surrounds you

to find the face that made you what you are

dissecting the heart of admiration

to prove you cannot hide the scars

i'd call out your name

but i don't believe that you'll hear me again

sweet kerosene

soak your way through me

sparks from machines

light to heat up my cold dead hands tonight

to head up my cold dead hands tonight

think you can break me

you'll never take me alive