[Intro: Charlotte Gainsbourg]
Can you really tell?
It should be easy, passing
And yet, it's like walking through mud

[Verse]
I see that bitter look across your face
There's nothing wrong with coming in second place
Besides, there's little to say from the ones that won
The prettiness stolen without leaving a trace
I doubt they're eating berries and strawberry cakes
It's hard to see perspective when your eyes are gone

[Bridge]
Onlookers staring, compliments on the hair
I think there's an offer from the man over there
The feeling of nausea from a call going more
Eyes piercing and stabbing a most cherished mare
A must-needed picture, so, move over there
A misstep from the platform, now, a bone disrepair

[Chorus]
In tandem, the tendons nailed to the floor
A murder's onlooking, they're eager for more
The pieces bright crimson, like shells on the shore
The soul reincarnate in flowers and spores
The sweet smile rotting, sweet tears of a whore
The crows cheer in triumph for their final course
The butcher starts crying while eating his horse
The sounds of it's gallop, he's forced to ignore
[Build]
The easiest way to wake from a dream
Is to pick a good spot and then jump
You can take in the view for a minute or two
But then you should probably run
The easiest way to wake from a dream
Is to pick a good spot and then jump
You can take in the view for a minute or two
But then you should probably run
The easiest way to wake from a dream
Is to pick a good spot and then jump
You can take in the view for a minute or two
But then you should probably run
The easiest way to wake from a dream
Is to pick a good spot and then jump
You can take in the view for a minute or two
But then you should probably run
The easiest way to wake from a dream
Is to pick a good spot and then jump
You can take in the view for a minute or two
But then you should probably run

[Drop]