Dung Beetle

Supernaturals - Dung Beetle

Is this the fag-end, dead-end
Place where we must cease
Now take my hand
and Ill lead you to the guillotine
Look at that mascara
running down your cheek-bones
Youll have to get used to being alone
Your stuffings ripped
And your face is looking pretty beat
But this is one game
you face certain defeat
Dont throw the radio
into the bathtub
Dont take those pills cause you dont know
whatll come of it
Im sorry all the same
If Im a liar,
But youll find another flame
To light your fire
Your melodramatic gestures
wont do any good
This thing has run its course and
I wouldnt change it if I could
Dont throw the radio into the bathtub
Dont take those pills cause you dont know
whatll come of it
Im sorry all the same
If Im a liar,
But youll find another flame
To light your fire

Im sorry all the same
If Im a liar,
But youll find another flame
To light your fire
Im sorry all the same
If Im a liar,
But youll find another flame
To light your fire