Smashing Pumpkins - Lucky 13

The same blood
I suppose
Breaking jars
I'm no good
As the prodigal son
And i know
That you're mesmerized
You had a vision, made these laws
And sanitized, are we above desires
I miss him so

You are so fucked
It has begun
Revolution crawls
All over you I was asleep
You light up this sky
And scrape out your skull
Your lovely face
Will never be claimed thrice
It was so unlikely doom
Upon my wrists i bear the cross
My losses mount as i climb across the hole
Of my own soul

I'll claim my prize
I don't exist
I am divine
A ghost with eyes