It all started happening when the sun went down
When I became friends with the skeletons and clowns
I had one sip of misery and three shots of gin
I don't know where I'm going, don't know where the fuck I've been
My hair caught fire and my eyes turned green
because of all the beautiful flamingoes I'd seen
If you steal my heart I'll bite off your head
and call the crows to come and pick your brains from my bed.
- Tub Sessions
Photography by Lucia Petschnig
