House Of Pulp

I see the consequence

You know I'm watching you

It's just a throwaway sin

I'm proud enough of you

How can I walk the street?

How can I raise my head?

We kill a million deep

Just in a single breath

And it's a crowded house

We can't get enough and

Never run out in a crowded room

We bite the hand, so much to lose

What are we building here?

Among the dead cement

Out in the plastic sea

We drown the innocent

I seen the motor smoke

I seen the house of pulp

We wear the velvet glove

But we keep on burning up

And it's a crowded house

We can't get enough and

Never run out in a crowded room

We bite the hand, so much to lose

And it's a crowded house

We can't get enough and

Never run out in a crowded room

We bite the hand, so much to lose