Baby, why'd you wake me?
is it my idea of eyes, a thousand sleeping eyes
it's creeping up to you
like peepshow ghosts they do
a sorry fault of mine
will take you back in time
The peepshow ghosts will fade away
and reappear in you
and if my dead darling stays away
she will break my heart in two
The booths all ragged style
you crawled that extra mile
where the woman ends and shame begins
the world can read your mind
the girl can make you blind
all hostage stolen flesh
will nail you to the rest
I dreamed about the faithless
I asked them passers by
could you wake me if I start to shake
if I should start to cry
remind me of my crime
and every fault of mine
When bitter starts to turn around
and bites your swollen face
the stolen stabbing darkness
the nakedness and starkness
will kill you if you stay
too near to hear just pray
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