Amnesia - Swans

The sun is an acid eye
We're corroded with pleasure inside
There's a hole in your thin white skin
Now we'll never be clean again

Our hands are two broken claws
We scrape at the ground for hours
I buried this sound in the floor
To gain control of this feeling

And this city's a crowded room
And the earth is a closing tomb
In my hand is your perfect womb
When you breathe, your breath is obscene

My heart is a lead box
Ideas are shutting locks
The air was just turned off
Now you're s_cking from this machine

The sun will not rise today
You children will stay where you lay
The oil is black and it's thick
And sex is a void filled with plastic

The President's mouth is a whore
When there's murder, the audience roars
There's no room left here for the strong
And everything human's necessarily wrong

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