Текст песни 1,000 Lies - Lydia Lunch

We hang our heads in the heavy house
With halls that scream a long slow no
Dirty thoughts fall from my soul
Heaped like clothes upon the floor

This night has a thousand lies
That burn holes in my petty head
Flesh creeps up all the wrong walls
It's my misfortune that you're suspicious

I could swear a thousand prayers and cast stone bibles into the sea
But my lifelines full of solitaire, yours is happy full of nothing