Fury in the Slaughterhouse – In your room

In your room

There’s a bed in the corner

In your room

There’s a view over the town

In your room

You’re tipewriters telling stories

In your room

There are you waiting for me

When I look into your eyes

I look into a mirror

When I look into your eyes

I can see myself

Kings and queens

They have lost their heads

But I

I’ve lost my heart

In your room

I’d like to crawl into you

Come cover me with love

I’d like to crawl into you

Come cover me with love

Till we’ve had enough

And we never get enough

There are worlds beneath the world

And they are covered under blankets

In your room

In your room

dedicated to Sonja