Days Turn into Nights - Kill the Vultures

Tell me she’s your first

Tell me she’s your last

Tell me that it meant so much to you

So much that you wouldn’t take it back

Lust in your veins, how many took turns

Go ahead, let it burn, you’ve already got the match lit

Flesh upon flesh, trust your animal urge

Tell me how it felt to have an angel on your mattress

Could you see it in her eyes?

Could you see it in her eyes?

Snake skin kiss, slither 'n' hiss

Twist of the hips, smeared cherry red lips

Jeans 'round her ankles, ceiling fan spins

Mascara rivers dripping off of her chin

Adrenaline, hormones, alcohol, torn clothes

Tell me who’s upstairs and why is the door closed

Hand fulls of meat, blood a settle

Tell me how she looked in the eyes of the devil

Could you see it in her eyes?

Could you see it in her eyes?

Nobody burned their long white candles

Nobody held their breath

Nobody crossed their hearts or hoped to die

Nobody poured piss warm beer on the steps

Days slip into nights

Nights slip into calendars

Years ain’t nothing to a dead man’s watch

Every second rings a question in the back of my skull

Could you see it in her eyes?

Could you see it in her eyes?

Tell me she’s your first

Tell me she’s your last

Tell me that it meant so much to you

So much that you wouldn’t take it back

Lust in your veins, how many took turns

Go ahead, let it burn, I’ve already got the match lit

Flesh upon flesh, trust your animal urge

Tell me how it felt to have an angel on your mattress