Songtext von Upstairs

Up the stairs sins are undressing young hearts and gluing them together so when they are torn apart they leave great big scars across the chest it's pitch black and the air smells just like sweat dripping down the forehead of a safe bet filling the willing up with dread you're just something for the eyes a pretty little thing for boys to try and get inside you're way out there you're way out there and I'm sorry darlin but it looks like your out of time all the fuzzy mistakes and the buzzing PA and the bleach blonde ways of well thought out phrases with perfect placement from their lips these girls are like great generals at war with other whores and of course it's all about positioning and fake listening and shedding skin