Blood On The Highway — Burning Brides

I don't know why you Suck on your thumb and cry All the fuzzy caterpillars turn into butterflies

You wanna go where the flowers are nameless and rainbows unfold I watch the monkey make his habit a halo through a needle of gold

Left foot Right foot March to the drums and die

Hoist your favorite flag into the breeze on the sunday sky

I made it back from the magical station Where everything flows

A white lie turned to blood on the highway where the purple winds blow All my life all I wanted was a best friend Then i looked into the sun

A white lie took me far away again Far away from My little one little one little one little one