Last Train Victoria Line

I tread the archways with violence and death in my heart
I’m clutching the broken flowers you destroyed

Did you spread your legs for him the way you do for me?
Did you gaze into his eyes the way you gaze at me?

I heard the sirens of the abyss when you caught my eye
There desolations i faced with ease untainted bribery

Do you ever think of him when you’re here with me?
Do you ever picture him when you’re fucking me?

Did you spread your legs for him the way you do for me?
Did you gaze into his eyes the way you gaze at me?
Do you ever think of him when you’re here with me?
Do you ever picture him when you’re fucking me?