Auctioneer Songtext
von Bwani Junction

Coming back home′s never felt so strange
Talking's like tryna cross a firing range
Suppose you want to know why I′m here
It's cos you gave what we had to the auctioneer
I can feel the eyes from the houses
There's a face but I can′t make her out
She looks sweet in all her red cuts and blouses
But she′s not, not so innocent now
I see and take it from me
Let my head bleed
Say what you'd better
See I taste him on your lips
That make you wetter?
No scarlet letter
How much was his final bid?
Does he do things I never did?
He was kind to leave a souvenier
You came back with an ugly smear
I can feel the eyes from the houses
There′s a face but I can't make her out She looks sweet
In all her red cuts and blouses
But she′s not, not so innocent now
I see and take it from me
Let my head bleed
Say what you'd better
See I taste him on your lips
That make you wetter?
No scarlet letter
And you said nothing
You said nothing
I see and take it from me
Let my head bleed
And say what you′d better
See I taste him on your lips
That make you wetter?
No scarlet letter
And you said nothing
But you said nothing