Christ creeps - Pink Turns Blue

Why can’t we do, what lovers do

Ain’t even good my heart is yours

I’m starting to have crazy dreams

Love had arrived and will depart

Voices too harsh, gestures too rough

Swear silly oaths, admit my guilt

Don’t want to see me the way I am

The summer’s longer where the suicides hang

Each man is nailed to his own cross

Always the same

The beast wants love

The dead have won, the world makes mad

Saints are demented, so nothing’s save

Each man is nailed to his own cross

Always the same

The priest wants love

Clowns are laughing, clapping hands

I always knew it wasn’t to last

The joke is mine, all women whores

The more I study, the less I know

Each man is nailed to his own cross

Always the same

The beast wants love

I hate to see those stinky men

How I grew tired and so I wait

Each man is nailed to his own cross

But now it’s ok

I killed myself

Always the same