I’ve a mark,
Right across my heart,
It’s not a reminder,
It’s not a souvenir,
It’s my real part!
It pumps with the organ underneath,
It reveals what’s lying beneath,
At the core,
Knocking at the door,
With a deafening roar,
I want more!
I’ve a mark,
Right across my heart,
It’s not a reminder,
It’s not a souvenir,
It’s my real part!
It pumps with the organ underneath,
It reveals what’s lying beneath,
At the core,
Knocking at the door,
With a deafening roar,
I want more!