"The Flowers Of Evil" lyrics
The day they covered us in the dirt
Like stars in the ground that will grow into dead flowers
The day they covered us in the dirt
Like stars in the ground that will grow into dead flowers
Your body's on me like sleepless spiders
Your touch is so empty, your touch is so empty
Your body's on me like sleepless spiders
Your touch is so empty, your touch is so empty
Your touch is so empty, your touch is so empty
I've been running from the bloodless for fear of exile
For all of my sorceries that shun the light
That shun the light
I've been running from the bloodless for fear of exile
For all of my sorceries that shun the light
That shun the light
The day they covered us in the dirt
Like scars in the ground that will grow into dead flowers
The day they covered us in the dirt
Like scars in the ground that will grow into dead flowers
I've been running from the bloodless for fear of exile
For all of my sorceries that shun the light
That shun the light
I've been running from the bloodless for fear of exile
For all of my sorceries that shun the light
That shun the light
I've been running from the bloodless for fear of exile
For all of my sorceries that shun the light
That shun the light
I've been running from the bloodless for fear of exile
For all of my sorceries that shun the light
That shun the light
The light, light, light, light
Like stars in the ground that will grow into dead flowers
The day they covered us in the dirt
Like stars in the ground that will grow into dead flowers
Your body's on me like sleepless spiders
Your touch is so empty, your touch is so empty
Your body's on me like sleepless spiders
Your touch is so empty, your touch is so empty
Your touch is so empty, your touch is so empty
I've been running from the bloodless for fear of exile
For all of my sorceries that shun the light
That shun the light
I've been running from the bloodless for fear of exile
For all of my sorceries that shun the light
That shun the light
The day they covered us in the dirt
Like scars in the ground that will grow into dead flowers
The day they covered us in the dirt
Like scars in the ground that will grow into dead flowers
I've been running from the bloodless for fear of exile
For all of my sorceries that shun the light
That shun the light
I've been running from the bloodless for fear of exile
For all of my sorceries that shun the light
That shun the light
I've been running from the bloodless for fear of exile
For all of my sorceries that shun the light
That shun the light
I've been running from the bloodless for fear of exile
For all of my sorceries that shun the light
That shun the light
The light, light, light, light
Writer(s): Chris Alan Vrenna, Brian Hugh Warner, Jeordie White
