I would lie anywhere with you Any old bed of nails would do Ink up the wound for an cruel tattoo A big old red heart with an anchor stuck through
Like a sister Ophelia Tell me you're there Like a lifeline Ophelia tell me you're there
oh oh, Ophelia, i feel ya full. oh oh, Ophelia, i feel ya full.
I, I, I, I, I Any old bed of nails for me Just say your there when I fall asleep I'd lay all night in a lanky-limbed heap
Surround me like a warm bath Sum me up like an epitaph Be blatent as a bailiff I want my lips to blister when we kiss.
oh oh, Ophelia, i feel ya full. oh oh, Ophelia, i feel ya full.
I love Frankenstein in nature and Design like the Shellys on their very first time When our bodies become electrified Together we bring this creature to life
It's alive It's alive It's alive
I would lie anywhere with you Any old bed of nails would do Ink up the wound for an cruel tatto A big old red heart with an anchor stuck through
I would lie anywhere with you Any old bed of nails for me Just say your there when I fall asleep I'd lay all night in a lanky-limbed heap
Compositores: Ben Little, Christopher Robert Talbot, Hayden Norman Thorpe, Thomas William Fleming ECAD: Obra #5585138 Fonograma #2498928