Day one, I played with her Day two, left her face and we called it making love Day three, her blood played me Dirty talk me off guard Had the nerve to ask me if I she was crazy. Baby you don't know where my mind has Fell off the bike more twice but it's time to ride again This time learned from my past falls Old wounds might soon them in alcohol
I that last call (what?) it was a close one Roadrunners no direction to go when snow comes Then we're traction on radial tires
Having sex in the back in radio wires Self abusive, in a bad place Head of bruises and scratched face I bled Inserting my so you can taste me Put my neck in a and swung to safety Found a land planted in the sole of my foot I can't sanctum in the holes I've input I keep digging covered in I undress they run tests I the dirt to the experts White and shiny objects I jump lifeboat science project We got a Guinea pig Stone sober hillbilly kid with open Ripped cord
Tearing out A mutant manifesto that probably never hear about
out about my whereabouts Ears my mouth a bearded medicine man who wears a pouch Keeps And I'm swimming up I'm fighting a tide of mudslide and blood Until got a shirt off my back And a girl on on top with a curled lip The world map is our bed We share now I virgin territory seats acting as a mating call Nothing on my but her and didn't feel at all Ever feel the need to keep it so real you feed yourself into her hunger and don't care if she all these questions aint highly recommended They'll get answered if you put time in the friendship That is if what doing is helping and it's not like you know until you uh
Reach the She wanted my agony agony agony in her body
Day one, I with her blood Day two, her face bruised and we called it making love Day three, her blood with me Dirty talk me off guard Had the to ask me if I thought she was crazy.
I need more to breath from She was Went under the I contemplated freedom Put it all out on the operating on some rubber ducks I played double dutch with some jumper cables Then out broke like the water it rushing
All of the sudden there she was I'm the guy She's a for sore eyes I'm in labor all night until a new day is
Curved Road like rolled, dice
Earth pulls a 180 when I look into her snake I'm not afraid of of me die all the time Keep (keep digging) I the dirt to the experts who push the boundaries of pleasure till the sex hurts
I hold with a death grip And play hard to get with tomorrow so as not to look so fucking Face unsteady Blood pressure off the My heart hangs Untreated though repeated moods are seeds who develop in your needy womb Your ill cocoon I grieve for many people
And I mourn the pieces killed in you My injection must have been
Pick up the shovel love; you've got some to do
Agony agony agony
Day one, I played her blood Day two, left her face bruised and we it making love
Day three, her blood with me Dirty caught me off guard Had the nerve to ask me if I she was crazy.