Zubin Hensler - Iodine (Iris) lyrics

Iodine and talcum powder The ladies' room is always dimly lit You took a bu*ter knife from off the table The poetry is only in your head A cut in life, a fold beneath the label Where the tongue-tied future holds its breath Let your body bend until it breaks apart A paper bag to slow your breathing down Appeal to her, the one you need protection from Two enemies together bound as one I am all the voices in your head But you can say you're sorry for the things you never did I am the second thought that gets you in the end I am all the voices in your head… [5 Time]