Present for another

That's how songs lyrics actually crush into people's ears.

(Duvinblanc reinterpreting "Exit Wounds, Placebo")

In the arms of another Who doesn't mean anything to me.
There's nothing much to discover.

He shakes, he shivers, as he sidles up to me ...like you didn’t in any time.

As I wake, he smothers me in kisses long and true.
He does not even think he's bothering.
And at night, under-covered, as he sliding into me, it does not set my sweat on fire.

And I want you so bad I can taste it.
But you're nowhere to be found.

I now take a drug to replace it, or put me in the ground.

In the arms of another Who doesn't mean anything to me.

Do you lose yourself in wonder?

If I could I would hover, I do while he's makin' love to me, making rain as I cry.

I keep on wanting you so bad, I can taste it.
But you're nowhere to be found.

I now take a drug to replace it, or put me in the ground.
Put me in the ground.