Get Up You Son Of A Bitch, 'cause Mickey Love

The Bled

The telephone swallowed the child.

This is the last time I say your name.

The crackle and hiss from the walls.

You smile like a catholic in heat.

Just don't forget what you've done.

Just don't forget.

This is the last time that I say your name.

Forget the fuck away from me.

The child is sleeping under the wires.