Day one, I played her blood Day two, left her face and we called it making love Day three, her played with me Dirty talk caught me off Had the nerve to ask me if I she was crazy. Baby you don't know my mind has been Fell off the bike more than twice but it's to ride again This I've learned from my past falls Old wounds reopen soon Burn them in
I that last call (what?) it was a close one Roadrunners no which direction to go snow comes Then costal Extra traction on tires
Having sex in the wrapped in radio wires abusive, stuck in a bad place Head full of bruises and scratched I bled Inserting my juices so you can me Put my neck in a noose and to safety Found a land mine in the sole of my foot I can't find sanctum in the I've input I digging covered in earth I undress they run tests I leave the dirt to the White coats and shiny I jump their lifeboat science We got a Guinea pig Stone sober kid with open sores Ripped cord
Tearing out A mutant that you'll probably never hear about
out about my whereabouts Ears pierced my a bearded medicine man who wears a pouch digging And I'm swimming up I'm fighting a tide of mudslide and blood Until I've got a shirt off my And a on attack on top with a curled lip The world map is our bed We geography now I virgin territory Squeaky seats as a mating call Nothing on my but her and feel naked at all Ever feel the need to keep it so real you feed yourself into her hunger and care if she bleeds Asking all questions aint highly recommended They'll eventually get answered if you put time in the 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 played her blood Day two, her face bruised and we called it making love Day three, her blood with me Dirty talk caught me off Had the to ask me if I thought she was crazy.
I need more holes to from She was under the knife I contemplated freedom Put it all out on the operating Touching on some rubber ducks I played double dutch with some jumper Then out broke the water it started rushing
All of the sudden there she was I'm the guy She's a for sore eyes I'm in labor all until a new day is born
Curved Road taste 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 leave the dirt to the experts who push the boundaries of till the sex hurts
I today with a death grip And hard to get with tomorrow so as not to look so fucking desperate sweaty Hands pressure off the charts My hangs heavy Untreated wounds repeated moods are seeds who develop in your needy womb Your ill cocoon I don't grieve for people
And I don't the pieces killed in you My injection must been lethal
Pick up the shovel you've got some digging to do
agony agony agony
Day one, I with her blood Day two, left her bruised 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.