Picking my mind, like a crow picks a pine when you open the door, there are ten more inside and it goes on and on and on and on a verbal eclipse and
All this is, is just a song that goes like this and it goes on and on and on and on you can kiss the pope, you can pass the pipe you can pray for praying
I see you sowing seeds in your doubt do you, see me as slime in the limelight another disposable hunk oh, why are you holding my hand if i'm so vile dressing
I have left in person while my fingerprints still linger as the plane descends I can't help but wonder would it work out under different circumstances
It was a back and forth, where back was a disaster it was a water tread, a call with different answers when you're in the heat, you cannot see your place
I close my left eye and observe unfocused trees, a stretch-marked moon I see it float as one I am a peeping tom, of all nature's views when vision's freed
I know, that you give money to the ministry and you've got something on your mind that you wanna share with me I know, you just wanna keep it nice let
Small thrills of passion is all i come by half-baked affection merely make-the-time-fly's my pump's a stronghold, that's never been dent lukewarm and
How do I shake things up? Do I? What's wrong with this scene that I'm trying so hard to it goes? And do these things add, up at all? What's up with this
It's when your love is faceless That it becomes real brainless It's just a strangers way to say her graces tie your laces Now wheres the strength you
Don't be shy, I dig your style you can play it all and you are always tight hi! I feel that your fills are real you fill up the void that we all have
I saw you inside me, and saw me inside you and so I asked you all those things, those things that I don't wanna know and cars that are passing are filled
where we go stakes are high, morals low as we deny each and every one of you, upstaging every one of you we don't put our dogs to rest, we don't mind
Oh, tired bones, what do you know? the road back home could feel this long pale-faced sun on the rise blushing cheeks, paper-cut eyes stuck in the landslide
