Strange Days - Slow Runner

Tilt your head back till the bleeding stops*

Fill your mind with pretty pictures

We’re lucky no one called the cops

Strange days, a mix of sex love and pain

Now put this armor on and say my name

Wait

Put this armor on and say my name

In every crooked turn

Every carpet burn

The stupid tricks you learn to please me…

Burning candles in a lightning storm

Hanging chains up from the ceiling

Pin me down with your mechanical arms

Strange days a mix of sex love and pain

Now put this armor on and say my name…