All these winged children playing with guns Have fun, don't mind them There's a singing voice in your black hole iris Fuck this, I'm jumping But first, there's an entire world of lovers we have to deny Let's smoke, let's get drunk Watch them flying by Rip their wings like flies We're gonna laugh so much That my hope will be silent My hope will behave Today My heart will be a mule Do you hear that? It's not a heartbeat It's not a heartbeat It's the wind slamming the door Of an empty house Yeah, my heart's an empty house It's so dramatic You love the static Under my clothes that fever grows It's automatic This agreement is on fire Your lust and my desire Make promise, promise I promise we are friends when we fall tired Instrumental: