Day one, I played with her Day two, left her face bruised and we called it love Day three, her blood played me talk caught me off guard Had the to ask me if I thought she was crazy. Baby you don't know where my has been Fell off the more than twice but it's time to ride again This I've learned from my past falls Old wounds reopen soon Burn them in
I heard that last call (what?) it was a one Roadrunners no direction to go when snow comes Then costal Extra on radial tires
Having sex in the back in radio wires abusive, stuck in a bad place Head full of bruises and scratched I porously Inserting my juices so you can me Put my neck in a and swung to safety Found a land mine planted in the of my foot I can't find sanctum in the I've input I keep digging in earth I they run tests I leave the dirt to the experts coats and shiny objects I their lifeboat science project We got a Guinea pig Stone sober hillbilly kid with sores Ripped cord
them out A mutant manifesto that you'll probably hear about
Weirded out about my Ears pierced my mouth a medicine man who wears a pouch digging And I'm up hill I'm fighting a tide of and blood spilled I've got a shirt off my back And a girl on on top with a curled lip The map is our bed sheet We geography now I explore territory Squeaky seats acting as a call Nothing on my but her and feel naked at all Ever feel the need to keep it so real you yourself into her hunger and don't care if she bleeds Asking all these questions highly recommended eventually get answered if you put time in the friendship That is if what you're doing is helping and it's not you know until you uh
Reach the She wanted my agony agony agony in her body
Day one, I played with her 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 holes to breath She was Went under the knife I contemplated Put it all out on the operating Touching on some rubber ducks I played double dutch some jumper cables Then out like the water it started rushing
All of the there she was gone I'm the guy a sight for sore eyes I'm in labor all night until a new day is
globe Road taste Eyes rolled,
Earth a 180 when I look into her snake eyes I'm not of dying of me die all the time Keep (keep digging) I leave the dirt to the experts who push the boundaries of pleasure till the sex
I today with a death grip And play to get with tomorrow so as not to look so fucking desperate sweaty Hands pressure off the charts My heart hangs Untreated though repeated moods are seeds who develop in your needy womb Your ill cocoon I don't for many people
And I don't mourn the pieces in you My injection must been lethal
Pick up the shovel love; you've got some to do
Agony agony agony
Day one, I played with her Day two, left her face bruised and we called it love
Day three, her blood with me Dirty talk me off guard Had the to ask me if I thought she was crazy.