[Verse] Constellations hang like suicides in May - Vampires at dawn in the opium den Out where the skeletons hang from the trees on the side of the highway Red geraniums blossom like blood clots and welcome the end [Chorus] Am I getting under your skin?!?! Am I getting under your skin?!?! Am I getting under your skin?!?! I hope you never feel the...Learn More