Scentless Apprentice (Live In Rome, Palaghiaccio Di Marino - February 22, 1994) Lyrics

One more cigarette still not burning
This mess ain't even worth my worry
Three words for your sadness ascended
Three words for your sadness I printed

Ain't
Ain't
Ain't
Ain't

Everyone disappears, I'm fading
Candlelight, still life, steaming
Told an under sale your perfume's sacred
Countless formulas of processed flowers

Ain't
Ain't
Ain't
Ain't

Lying's only fertilizing my truth
Chucking the dead to the maid and the perfume
Your skin's burning me because I quit
Throw me in the fire, I want to throw a fit

Ain't
Ain't
Ain't
Ain't
Ain't
Ain't
Ain't
Ain't