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Violent lovers, in the dead of summer
Sweat drips like wax upon the helpless insects
I find you frightening, and all the while exciting
It would be a miracle if we both survived the night

Breathe in deep, carbon monoxide
Go to sleep, take a trip to the darkside of your
Worst nightmares, and you'll find me there
With ?Charlie's? eyes, and a coroner's smile

I'll take you home and skin you like an orange peel sunrise
Stripped to the bone, I think we could go all night

That's right

It ain't a one night stand, if we're lying down
The remains of all my lovers are buried in this town
Just like miners gold, a story no one told
Of a young girl buried alive and spinning in her grave

I'll take you home and skin you like an orange peel sunrise
Stripped to the bone, I think we could go all night

That's right
I'm tripping and dialing up your digits and I'm 1-900-dead-on-arrival
?..........? a dark room tied up in the corner dressed in leather and musk cologne
The snake handler's skin grafts that never heal, flourescent bruises I do not feel
You're too shy to show me where it hurts baby, show me what they've done to you
I'll kiss it and make it better

I'll take you home and skin you like an orange peel sunrise
Stripped to the bone, I think we could go all night
I'll take you home and skin you like an orange peel sunrise
Stripped to the bone, I think we could go all night
Violent lovers, in the dead of summer   Sweat drips like wax upon the helpless insects   I find you frightening, and all the while exciting   It would be a miracle if we both survived the night      Breathe in deep, carbon monoxide   Go to sleep, take a trip to the darkside of your   Worst nightmares, and you'll find me there   With ?Charlie's? eyes, and a coroner's smile      I'll take you home and skin you like an orange peel sunrise   Stripped to the bone, I think we could go all night      That's right      It ain't a one night stand, if we're lying down   The remains of all my lovers are buried in this town   Just like miners gold, a story no one told   Of a young girl buried alive and spinning in her grave      I'll take you home and skin you like an orange peel sunrise   Stripped to the bone, I think we could go all night      That's right   I'm tripping and dialing up your digits and I'm 1-900-dead-on-arrival   ?..........? a dark room tied up in the corner dressed in leather and musk cologne   The snake handler's skin grafts that never heal, flourescent bruises I do not feel   You're too shy to show me where it hurts baby, show me what they've done to you   I'll kiss it and make it better      I'll take you home and skin you like an orange peel sunrise   Stripped to the bone, I think we could go all night   I'll take you home and skin you like an orange peel sunrise   Stripped to the bone, I think we could go all night