Brothel Creeper (A Place to Bury Strangers Remix)

Brothel Creeper (A Place to Bury Strangers Remix) lyrics

In my secret heart
Torn asunder
I wonder why, why, why, why, why, why, why Why do I happen to me?Fanciful summer
Eating poison applesI would give my eyes
To awaken
Happens all over, over, over, over
And I never get to
See, see, see, see, see
Fanciful summer
Eating poison applesBut what pours out of me
Pours into the sea
While blank and opaque needs
Stay sealed in my secret heartA scalping knife is just a dull knife
How will I have worn my hair in this exceptional moment?
In this fanciful summerThe dagger in your secret case
Tip only drawn across your breast
I plan to steal itCut the seal from my secret heartFanciful summer
Eating poison apples
Eating poison apples