Letras
There's anger in their skin
It's just a style for them
They move with murder in their veins
Like cardboard filled in toys
They pass the day like whores
And kiss their innocence away
Scorpio rising
Scorpio rising
Scorpio rising
It's on the wind
Their lives are analyzed
By intellectual types
Who know the depths of their disease
And love is just a game
To pass the hours away
To spend indifference on your knees
Scorpio rising
Scorpio rising
Scorpio rising
It's on the wind
Scorpio rising
Scorpio rising
Scorpio rising
It's on the wind
It's on the wind
It's on the wind
It's on the wind