COALMINE

Your love is like a coalmine. California 49 cut me down in my prime but there's nothing like the tune that I sing in your room.

I'd say meeting you there is kind of like running out of air. Some might say a nightmare, but I dream just to see you over the sands of Malibu.

I'm into your coalmine, gas chamber valentine. Take me further than before; I want a little mort.

It's a big decision. You need me on your mission. I'm losing my vision, but while falling I'll fly faster just to serve my master.

Your canary in a coalmine just said goodbye to the sunshine. I might be running out of time, but though I die I'll never lose, for I'll haunt your every move.

I'm into your coalmine, gas chamber valentine. Take me further than before; I want a little mort. Though I die I'll never lose, for I'll haunt your every move.