Letra de The killing lights

Five a.m. on the bathroom floor from the night before, do you find me dreadful?
What a shame such a sad disgrace. Such a pretty face but she´s not regretful.
Am I beautiful?
Am I useable?

It´s killing time again.
Put on your face and let´s pretend these killing lights won´t kill us all again.

Three a.m. on the city street (when the air is sweet,) I have had my mouth full
but it seems that outside the screen such a pretty face often will look dreadful.
Am I beautiful?
Am I useable?

It´s killing time again.
Put on your face and let´s pretend these killing lights won´t us all again.
It´s killing time again.
Cover your face and we´ll pretend these killing lights can´t kill us all again.

You see, they always remember.
They never forget a face when they cut, cut you up. They remember.

It´s killing time again.
Put on your face and let´s pretend these killing lights won´t us all again.
It´s killing time again.
Cover your face and we´ll pretend these killing lights can´t kill us all again.