Do you always
Have to hire actors
To play the devils
That talk me
Out of my
Sui-sites? You're just a ring tone
That happens when
You get sick enough
To call the one
With bullet holes
Bullet holes for eyes Fall on your knees
I hear the horrid voices
Of someone else's angels
Fall on your knees
I hear the horrid voices
Of someone else's angels I broken open the box
When I spoke the spell
And I became
An entrance wound
To your bedroom grave
And I was paid
With the shadow of consensual rape Your ransom note
Is quoted by
Your d**h and
Birth certificates
And all of your love
And all of your love letters
Read just like my will Fall on your knees
I hear the horrid voices
Of someone else's angels
Fall on your knees
I hear the horrid voices
Of someone else's angels I don't have to see
To know that murderers
Are getting prettier
Every day
I don't have to see
To know that murderers
Are getting prettier
Every day
I don't have to see
To know that murderers
Are getting prettier
Every day Fall on your knees
I hear the horrid voices
Of someone else's angels
Fall on your knees
I hear the horrid voices
Of someone else's angels
Fall on your knees
I hear the horrid voices
Of someone else's angels