Letra de Catacombs - Cold Cave

Help me honey, 'cos I can't see
Those lungs are ____ tear gassing me.
Empty sirens are screaming my name,
And I'm all hooked up from yesterday.

London, Paris, won't you let me in?
My tongues in the air, my hand's on your knee
I know you're married, and I know you're pain,
Your finger's being strangled by a cheap cuff link(?).

I'm in a shadow of doubt,
with my mind pulled out(?).
x4

Thanks to you're obsession, I'm still drinking.
Just say all the things that I've been thinking.
There's too many songs, and nothing to dance to;
The future is putrid, and useless without you.

Jesus and Mary, you'll sing for me.
For hours a day, I'm _____
Now I'm on the cover of a magazine,
With my finger on the trigger of everything.

I read the bible, and I understand,
I was born for heaven, in the holy land.
x4