I left Howse without a fucking clue. And left New York City, girl, without you. But the sun does shine in this place some days. And even when there's
My cry for a fistful of sand Breeds silence Hold me, i'm folding, I can't see land The world just blinks Lead me, I'm stupid from a lesson learned You
Good arms, versus bad arms, will win hands down they are built to hold and fit look how far they go around you don't need these now that you've found
I'll turn off the TV It's killing us, we never speak There's a radio in the corner It's dying to make a scene So give me soft, soft static With a human
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Do the twist in the twisting outfit The loose tie with, the loose limp wrists Lift your dress enough to show me those shins Let your hair stick to your
I'm working on my backwards walk walking with no shoes or socks and the time rewinds to the end of may i wish we'd never met then met today i'm working
Jesus is just a Spanish boy's name. How come one man got so much fame? To enemy, it's pointless to anybody That doesn't have faith Give me the cloth and
My hole, I'll get my hole, I'll get my hole Get my hole, get my hole and I'll find out more It's a choo choo train, a rocket launch If we have a hormone
Poke at my iris, why can't I cry about this? Maybe there is something that you know that I don't? We adopt a brand new language, communicate through
So you just stepped out of the front of my house and I'll never see you again. I closed my eyes for a second and when they opened you weren't there. And
A cripple walks amongst you All you tired human beings He's got all the things a cripple has Not working arms and legs And vital parts fall from his system
What's the blues when you've got the greys? I've think I've given up, my body's giving in In a building, I lie still And then I turn back over again In
Music now, music now. Music now is quite amazing Musicians unite against the Enemy writing is a job, making someone look dumb is not. So if this song
Oh this is what we need a line in the sand I would cross to here before the tide comes in and you should be less rude you don't know what it might do
Who'd you push down the stairs last night? I would have liked to have been a part of that...
Okay stop. Okay start. And please me, I don't care how. Stop me and please me now, Oh, with your mouth. Big bad ate in a prison room. He's just itching