Lyrics
You played for the city
A saint for this hell
I'm not so pretty
I saw how you fell
Angel in the house
Mercurial whore
If I like who I am
Then I'll come up for air once more
Anywhere worth fighting for
I do not want what I have not got yet
I wept at the open-air asylum
All the kids wear sirens
Bend our station we're blooming
Hearts aflame we're translucent
We are searchers in reaper's mist
Revolution at fingertips
Time is eager, hell robs the rich
Come swim the witch
Angel in the house
Mercurial whore
If I like who I am
Then I'll come up for air once more
Anywhere worth fighting for
I do not want what I have not got yet
I do not want what I have not got
Guys, I'm killin' it
Killing us all
New threads and roses
Black rock and showbiz
He-man for the ball
Angels in the house
Mercurial whore
If I like who I am
Then I'll come up for air once more
Anywhere worth fighting for
I do not want what I have not got yet
I do not want what I have not got
I do not want what I have not got yet
I do not want what I have