"...Always the same old taste just new injury
Well I'll wear the claws if you'd like that
Yeah if you'd like that we can ride on a blackhorse
A great new wave Hesperian deathhorse
I can call you when I get back
Yeah when I get back I will call
But don't speak don't say nothing
In case we ever do meet again
Something's wrong with you
Well I hope we never do meet again ..."
Deftones - When Girls Telephone Boys