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I chose an eternity of this
Like falling angels
The world disappeared
Laughing into the fire
Is it always like this?
Flesh and blood and the first kiss
The first colors, the first kiss
We writhed under a red light
Voodoo smile, Siamese twins
Girl at the window looks at me for an hour
Then everything falls apart
Broken inside me, it falls apart
The walls and the ceiling move in time
Push a blade into my hands
Slowly up the stairs
And into the room
Is it always like this?
Dancing in my pocket
Worms eat my skin
She glows and grows
With arms outstretched
Her legs around me
In the morning I cried
Leave me to die
You won't remember my voice
I walked away and grew old
You never talk, we never smile
I scream, you're nothing
I don't need you any more
You're nothing
It fades and spins
It fades and spins
Sing out loud, we all die
Laughing into the fire
Is it always like this?
Is it always like this?
Is it always like this?
Like falling angels
The world disappeared
Laughing into the fire
Is it always like this?
Flesh and blood and the first kiss
The first colors, the first kiss
We writhed under a red light
Voodoo smile, Siamese twins
Girl at the window looks at me for an hour
Then everything falls apart
Broken inside me, it falls apart
The walls and the ceiling move in time
Push a blade into my hands
Slowly up the stairs
And into the room
Is it always like this?
Dancing in my pocket
Worms eat my skin
She glows and grows
With arms outstretched
Her legs around me
In the morning I cried
Leave me to die
You won't remember my voice
I walked away and grew old
You never talk, we never smile
I scream, you're nothing
I don't need you any more
You're nothing
It fades and spins
It fades and spins
Sing out loud, we all die
Laughing into the fire
Is it always like this?
Is it always like this?
Is it always like this?
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I agree that the song is about prostitution. If it is, fantastic, because the way it's written would be a unique way of looking at a fairly common thing in song-writing. Prostitution is generally abused as a positive thing to highlight the narrator's dominance over sex and the opposite gender, or a horrible thing which harms the prostitute. (Roxanne.) Siamese Twins would show the guilt of using the service, and the actual lack of sexuality in the act.
Consequently, most of the song's concentration is on disgusting the reader, which can lead to scenes which almost don't make sense.
'Voodoo smile', for example, is somewhat confusing. It shifts the perspective from a man and a prostitute to a higher power controlling them, presumably whatever it was which drove the narrator to get himself there. This is also said in 'Push a blade into my hands', where I assume 'blade' is a euphemism for his penis.
The thing pushing the blade into the narrator surely cannot be a physical entity, like a peer-pressuring friend or a judgemental family member. So it can be assumed that the narrator is forcing themselves to do this, most-likely by alcohol.
'The walls and the ceilings move in time.' He can hardly look at the world clearly. 'Laughing into the fire.' He's in high spirits despite the depravity of what he's about to do. 'A girl at the window looks at me for an hour.' He has no perception of time.
The 'Dancing in my pocket...' stanza is greatly confusing. Pornography was written in a drug-fuelled slur, so there may be no great meaning. But it would make sense if the 'worms in pocket' reference is again a metaphor for his penis and how his sexual desire is EATING his skin both in a literal, 'erection has a greater surface area of skin' idea and the 'becoming consumed by lust' one.
When she 'glows and grows', the narrator is antagonising the prostitute to get rid of the guilt he feels for causing the scenario and succumbing to his drunken debauchery.
The repetition of 'Is it always like this?' could be his expression of fear towards what will happen the next time he gets drunk, or feels desire. Will he repeat the process? Will he 'need' her again?