He never talked to me except late at night
When I grabbed a cigarette and took to the nasty light
Rotten flies dead in the sickening fake yellow
The lamenate floor in the kitchen
The feeling I've been left with

You've never looked more familiar than
On your knees, on the floor between my thighs
Your pale white breath on skin that left
Me colder than outside

Take me back to the grave

I just want to impress the world
Leave my name, coating under all their tongues
A leak - leaking, the water work's are coming out
Let them drink all of me down

I've been around longer than I've been
Waiting for you to have me
I guess I get it's all about
Making impressions that'll last me