Original lyrics
ENThe greatest crime in this life
Has to be to rape yourself .
Take a look at these two scars here,
They are the tracks made by my wings.
It's all my fault, the fault is all mine.
I sold myself, the fault is all mine.
My pockets are lined with soiled currency.
That's me, that's me, that's the truth about me.
They sit here at my table
Those I should beware of,
Flicking sweaty cigarettes
Into my bowl of ice cream.
