The Cult

honey from a knife

A running man left thief, my blood is shut so soon
(she got me running)
I was beaten and confused on the New York City rules.
I've been bare hands and feet on a dirty city street
The band shit no one care with a heart of a beaten dog.

My love Indian heart was pounding, I was running so fast(x2)

We got the drugs(x3)
Drugs can heal

And all the children of the loving temple
Turn the face into the light
And they check the phase much faster
Licking honey from a knife.

My love Indian heart was pounding, I was running so fast(x2)

Hit the water and let it all in
Yeah, I'm drowning, get me out of this place
Let the water amid of it all
While I'm drowning get me out of this place
Let it out, let it out, let it out, let it out
Let the water amid of it all
Yeah, I'm drowning, get me out of this hell.

We got the drugs(x3)
Drugs can heal.

Fucked up children.