Yesterday you threw a spear
And now you think you're getting it back?
Yesterday you threw a bloody mess
With a cross through my face
And now you think you get it back?

Yesterday you threw a spear
And now you think you're getting it back?
Yesterday you threw a bloody mess
With a cross through my face
And now you think you get it back?

London's sin of a brain
I ***king needed it this way

Oh, not you, nothing, not you
Not you, nothing, not you

London's sin of a brain
I ***king needed it this way

Driven from the pink rose petals inside my head
I'm shining tombstones, trying to raise the dead

Didn't you try to shave with one hand?
Didn't you try to shave once, shave once?
Didn't you try to shave with one damn hand?

I wanted it this way
I needed it this way
I ***king wanted it

I ***king needed it
I wanted it this way
I needed it this way

I wanted it, I needed it
I want it, I ***king wanted it
I needed it, I wanted it
I ***king needed it this way

I ***king wanted it
I needed it, I wanted it
I need it, I want it

I wouldn't die, would you be my savior?
I wouldn't die, would you be my kind?
Nothing's dead in my bed, in my

I wouldn't die, would you be my savior?
I wouldn't die, would you be my kind?
Nothing's dead in my bed, in my

I raise the dead
London's sin of a brain