Starving To Death In The Belly Of The Whale

Starving To Death In The Belly Of The Whale - Hands Like Houses

There's no injection for this

The aching in your lungs

So bite down

But even vipers mind the venom lacing their tongues

Puncture wounds

And almost no colour in our skin

And we smashed every vial of the cure

Aren't we vicious

When we're backed against the wall

I wish you'd just passed me by

And we went about our ways

Instead of this bitter exchange of poisonous words

There's no injection for this

The aching in your lungs

So bite down

But even vipers mind the venom lacing their tongues

If the sting would tear you inside out

Wouldn't it be worth just holding in the heart

Holding it inside

If the sting would tear you tear you inside out

Wouldn't it be worth just holding in the heart

Holding it inside

Revenge should be honey on our tongues

But it's turned to ash in our mouths

Empty out the hives of our honeycomb lungs

Don't we all want to be left alone

Don't we all

Don't we all want to be left alone

There's no injection for this

The aching in your lungs

So bite down

But even vipers mind the venom lacing their tongues