Savage

Words of power are killing me
While the Sun displays its teeth
All mockery is laughing
All violence is cheap
She said
These are my guns
These are my furs
This is my living room
You can play with me there sometimes
If you catch me in the mood

Savage
Savage
Savage
You savage

She said
I have this unhappiness
To wear around my neck
It's a pretty piece of jewellery
To show what I protect
She said
Everything is fiction
All cynic to the bone
So don't ask me to stay with you
Don't ask to see me home

Savage
Savage
Savage
You savage

Savage
Savage
You
(You)
You savage

Savage
Savage
Savage
You savage