Perfect Weapon کے بول

Into the cold Into the pouring rain Never to be seen again We're bruised and broken I don't care Cause the tears that smear your makeup Make you beautiful To cupid's poison arrows Our bodies keep sweating We've got the perfect weapon Our bodies keep sweating We've got the perfect weapon We've got the perfect weapon I shiver and shake like a rattle More high strung than a gallows And if I wake up tomorrow There's no stopping me Because there's a cure and it's more And these cold sweats simply salt the earth In a doctrinaire's dogmatic Pitch black past Our bodies keep sweating We've got the perfect weapon Our bodies keep sweating We've got the perfect weapon We've got the perfect weapon Oh but it's not all just Snake oil and smoke and mirrors Cause I've Stalin'd your face From the photographs Our bodies keep sweating We've got the perfect weapon