I'll eat the glass from your own dying heart
Then my fortunes told are true
Teller tell me what I need
A head on headlights
Tonight

No need to spread dead flowers

Hold a finger to this glass l'll hide
And I'll cut you up inside
Finding out is all I need
In tv hours

C'mon
Let's die
Look inside
And all I think is you

Shaking on and on for days
Love and loss in our worst ways
I am feeling lost in my head
In my head tonight

In Silver Rain
In Silver Rain
In Silver Rain
In Silver Rain