[00:09.42]Here it comes again
[00:11.94]Taste of jagged glass and rusty can
[00:19.50]There are just black holes
[00:22.35]Where the stars would be watching
[00:25.20]Just black holes
[00:27.06]Where the stars should have been
[00:28.68]Plumes of dirt
[00:31.86]Caress a urine coloured sun
[00:35.25]Swarms of angels
[00:37.26]Come to kill your sons
[00:39.87]And there's nothing but black holes
[00:42.45]Where the stars should have been
[00:43.77]Nothing but black holes
[00:47.46]Where the stars would be watching
[01:00.18]Oh those strange argonauts
[01:03.27]Digging again in your pit
[01:08.31]Cover them in menstrual stream
[01:13.32]Cover them in black gold
[01:20.91]Plunge them into ingots
[01:23.46]Ripping through your menstrual stream
[01:28.47]Rising up taste of rusty can
[01:33.30]And jagged glass feeling again
[01:38.07]Here it comes again...
[01:41.76]Hordes of locusts blot out your sun
[01:48.60]Raining down - rain on everyone
[01:49.23]Poor little rich thing
[01:56.46]Poor little bleeding heart
[02:01.68]Poor little misunderstood
[02:03.99]Piss on it - i'm sick of it
[02:07.11]Enough is enough
[02:09.09]I wanna **** it up
[02:13.98]In spite of it
[02:15.69]Just for the hell of it
[02:18.51]I wanna **** it up
[02:47.22]Out of sync - out of phase
[02:47.85]Out of sight - out of spite
[02:48.33]Raining down, raining everyone
[03:04.11]Poor little rich thing
[03:08.88]Poor little bleeding heart
[03:14.61]Poor little misunderstood
[03:17.43]Piss on it - i'm sick of it
[03:44.61]Here it comes again...
[03:52.80]Taste of jagged glass and rusty can
[03:59.73]There are just black holes
[04:02.55]Where the stars should have been
[04:05.46]Just black holes
[04:07.32]Where the stars would be watching

Here it comes again
Taste of jagged glass and rusty can
There are just black holes
Where the stars would be watching
Just black holes
Where the stars should have been
Plumes of dirt
Caress a urine coloured sun
Swarms of angels
Come to kill your sons
And there's nothing but black holes
Where the stars should have been
Nothing but black holes
Where the stars would be watching
Oh those strange argonauts
Digging again in your pit
Cover them in menstrual stream
Cover them in black gold
Plunge them into ingots
Ripping through your menstrual stream
Rising up taste of rusty can
And jagged glass feeling again
Here it comes again...
Hordes of locusts blot out your sun
Raining down - rain on everyone
Poor little rich thing
Poor little bleeding heart
Poor little misunderstood
Piss on it - i'm sick of it
Enough is enough
I wanna **** it up
In spite of it
Just for the hell of it
I wanna **** it up
Out of sync - out of phase
Out of sight - out of spite
Raining down, raining everyone
Poor little rich thing
Poor little bleeding heart
Poor little misunderstood
Piss on it - i'm sick of it
Here it comes again...
Taste of jagged glass and rusty can
There are just black holes
Where the stars should have been
Just black holes
Where the stars would be watching