Day one, I with her blood Day two, left her face bruised and we called it love Day three, her played with me Dirty talk me off guard Had the to ask me if I thought she was crazy. you don't know where my mind has been Fell off the bike more than twice but it's to ride again time I've learned from my past falls Old might reopen soon Burn them in
I that last call (what?) it was a close one Roadrunners no which direction to go when snow Then costal Extra traction on radial
sex in the back wrapped in radio wires Self abusive, in a bad place Head full of and scratched face I bled my juices so you can taste me Put my neck in a and swung to safety Found a mine planted in the sole of my foot I can't sanctum in the holes I've input I digging covered in earth I undress they run I leave the dirt to the experts coats and shiny objects I jump their lifeboat science We got a pig overboard Stone sober hillbilly kid open sores vocal cord
them out A mutant manifesto you'll probably never hear about
Weirded out about my Ears pierced my mouth a bearded medicine man who a pouch digging And I'm swimming up I'm fighting a tide of mudslide and spilled Until got a shirt off my back And a girl on attack on top with a lip The map is our bed sheet We geography now I explore virgin Squeaky seats acting as a call Nothing on my but her and didn't feel at all Ever feel the need to keep it so you feed yourself into her hunger and don't care if she bleeds Asking all these questions highly recommended They'll eventually get answered if you put time in the That is if what you're doing is and it's not like you know until you uh
the ending She wanted my agony agony agony in her body
Day one, I with her blood Day two, left her face bruised and we called it making Day three, her blood with me Dirty caught me off guard Had the nerve to ask me if I she was crazy.
I more holes to breath from She was Went under the knife I freedom Put it all out on the table Touching on some ducks I played double dutch with some jumper cables Then out broke like the it started rushing
All of the sudden there she was I'm the guy She's a sight for sore I'm in labor all until a new day is born
Curved Road taste Eyes rolled,
Earth pulls a 180 when I look her snake eyes I'm not of dying Pieces of me die all the digging (keep digging) I leave the 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 so as not to look so fucking desperate Face Hands Blood off the charts My hangs heavy Untreated though repeated moods are seeds who develop in your needy womb Your feeble ill I don't grieve for many
And I mourn the pieces killed in you My injection must been lethal
Pick up the shovel love; got some digging to do
agony agony agony
Day one, I played with her Day two, her face bruised and we called 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.