The Matches
Текст песни Sunburn Versus The Rhinovirus

Trade your demise for mine
I'll kiss you for a cigarette
I'll miss you when you're gone
I mourn you still, I'll kill you yet

My eyes are dry
My eyes are dry
But on the inside I'm all wet

I think I'm decomposing
I think I'm decomposing
Below my clothes I'm starting to decompose
I blow my brains out
I blow my brains out through my nose

Grandma sleeps on a bed of ice
Why does grandma sleep with open eyes?
No one knows we've been crying
(Reeling?) in the ocean's brine

Our world's all wet
Our world's all wet
But on the inside something's dry

I think I'm decomposing
I think I'm decomposing
Below my clothes I'm starting to decompose
I blow my brains out
I blow my brains out through my nose

I picked a bad day for the beach
The crowds are scarcely clad
Scents of meat

It's not a sunburn
I had a headcold
I blew my brains out through my nose

I think I'm decomposing
I think I'm decomposing
Below my clothes I'm starting to decompose
I blow my brains out
I blow my brains out through my nose