All your fingers are strings

All your fingers are strings

Of your sick and sick, sick philarmonic body

The break beat of your heart is made to make art

The break beat of your heart is made to make art


We'll see each other again

We'll see each other again

All your fingers are so strange

When you put them on my back

We'll see each other again

We'll see each other again


The break beat of your heart is made to make art(X8)


We'll see each other again

We'll see each other again

All your fingers are so strange

When you put them on my back

We'll see each other again

We'll see each other again


We'll see each other again

We'll see each other again