devil on the left angel on the right there's no mistake who i'll be w/ tonight over in the fore lamb's head on my lap days pass like weeks w/o the sight
then comes the fury of the lullaby then comes the fury of the lullaby
heartbeat in a hole an eyeball loose and wild dropping memories out upon the open tiles and over to the left there sit the loveless ones crying slowly and sucking on a gun
do you wear the mark do you wear the mark darling darling do you wear the mark
