Blood Tide

You're running for the kitchen drawer to find a knife to end me 'Cause if I'm not yours anymore then no-one else shall have me The mirror broke seven years to go of misery and corrosion We can watch our kind of love We gotta a dangerous obsession And there was a look that froze your eyes Of irrational destruction I only saw you through a selfish Smokescreen of corruption I fell upon you, threw you down And out like other flotsam Body unknown (x3) Put your photo in my book of bodies Like a killer counts the notches Smile about you sometimes When drawing of the catches A gallery from the photo-booth A hundred frozen faces