Various Artists — The Bled You Know Who’s Seatbelt

The signal flares will light the way to the scene of the accident Where we'll dance like a pile of teeth in a broken mouth Such a sick celebration Everyone loves a tragedy in epic proportions Lets set our hearts at self-destruct Like scarlet drips on a white tile floor A cardiac metronome We'll scrape the guardrail from our teeth and start again There's a flood in the infirmary where we'll swim through broken glass Our prosthetic limbs will keep us afloat Lets set our hearts at self-destruct