There's anger in their skin nIt's just a style for them nThey move with murder in their vein nA cardboard filled indoors nThey pass the daylight off nAnd kiss their innocence away nScorpio rising nScorpio rising nScorpio rising nIt's on the wind nTheir lies are analysed nBy intellectual types nWho know the depth of their disease nAnd love is just a game nTo pass the hours away nTo spend endeavours on your knees nScorpio rising nScorpio rising nScorpio rising nIt's on the wind nScorpio rising nScorpio rising nScorpio rising nIt's on the wind nIt's on the wind nIt's on the wind nIt's on the windnnArtist: Brett AndersonnAlbum: Brett AndersonnYear: 2007nTitle: Scorpio Rising