Soft Cell - Martin Lyrics
MartinMartin is talking to youMartin is a boy with problemsMartin has a family historyMartin has too many nightmaresHe lives in a fantasyThere's a danger that he'll take too farHis morbid curiosityHe's seen too many creepy filmsHe's read too many booksMartin sleeps with all the lights onMartin's seen too many looksHe lives out a strange obsessionTries hard to resistBut Martin needs his strange obsessionTo exist(Kill, kill, kill)He's far too pale and far too frailTo be a normal boyThere's something shining in his eyesThe things he'd like to sayMartin had a lot to live downGrowing up in a mining townTorches burning in the treesThe shivering lust of bloodHe's the star of many horror moviesBut deep inside he's goodThere's an illness flowing through himThat's there all the timeAnd though he watches and he waitsHe knows he's not to blameThe face at the windowThe hand under the bedMartin has hallucinationsDreams that he's deadHe finds the hunger's at its worstWhen he's in bed(Kill, kill, kill)He's finding hard to keep controlHe knows it won't be longAnd his tongue rolls over his dry lipsAnd the voice lingers on
