Silverchair

please die ana, for as long as you`re here we`re not. you make the sounds of laughter and sharpened nails seem softer and i need you now somehow and i need you now somehow...
open fire on my knees designed on my knees for you, open fire on my knees desires what i need from you
imagine peagant, in my head the flesh`s seem thicker sandpaper tears corrow the film and i need you now somehow and i need you now somehow
chorus
open fire...
and you`re my obsession, i love you to the bones and ana wrecks your life like an anorexia life