Jaws - Audrey Horne

A tender moment, a sudden case of fear, arms against the ceiling,

now rip the walls apart

We sleep with daggers and 911 on hold, grinning at each other, we tread water

where, ships are sinking and sharks smell blood, somebody’s about to get more

than their share

This is our last offering, we still kill the old school way, broken hearts and

dirty lies, this is love

Last one to the bridge is out, lick your wounds and count your dead,

arm up for civil war, this is love

Like broken records, rewind and start again, heads against the brick wall,

I cried so hard for you

Release the drama, and all the hounds of hell, fuck this institution we tread

the water