Closed Case Songtext
von i.e. crazy

Lying with a body
Quietly bleeding behind glassy eyes
Scissors on the skin
Tracing shapes through plastic
The zipper is broken
The curtain is torn from sky to ground

I sit in silence while the circus carries on
My eyes will never touch or taste my wet red tongue
There is no way to tell you of the thing it is I′ve done
I'll let the papers say who lost and who has won

Dusting for the prints
Of your soft chapped pink lips
When I cut your hair it didn′t hurt a bit didn't hurt a bit
Did it hurt a bit?
Nothing will close this case
Canvas walls bend and blow


I sit in silence while the circus carries on
My eyes will never touch or taste my wet red tongue
There is no way to tell you of the thing it is I've done
I′ll let the neighbours say who lost and who has won

There are words for some things
Like paper bag and margarine
But not for this thing, not for this thing
There are words for some things
Like soil and smile and hooks for meat
But not for this thing, not for this thing
There are words for some things
Like siren switchblade lunacy
But not for this thing, not for this thing

And we all love surprises
So don′t spoil the end for me
Lying with a body
A song to close the crime scene
We all love surprises
Tell me who scrubs up clean
Standing on your soapbox
Do I float or do I sink?