Mosquito swarm under my skin Drooling old man on the pyre within The hall is empty but it’s never quiet You’re a better man than I Mr. Sin
But I wanna be new Try to fill the holes in my head New. Let them drown the old instead New. Try to separate the good from the bad New. Throw away all the feelings I’ve had for you
My head is painted with the words of your call I see the shadow of a noose on the wall I have to kill you or I’ll die instead A million pieces of my disco ball
