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The cops in city are making a problem.
this pulse,
And their conscience.
Oh Oh, Oh Oh
Run the fields,
Burn the fields,
Blaze the fields,
And all the words you can steal.
closets and mirrors beside them
Are converting the choir to my poison.
Hey Hey, Hey Hey
Run the fields,
through the fields,
Blaze the fields,
And steal all the you can feel.
Dissecting and pink plastic capsules;
You'd know how far he'd go until he's gone.
Taking that razor to your teeth and...
fingers, goddamn!
fingers, woah!
Three fingers roll, and ten to go.
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah!
Ten tiny sitting on keys,
Which infant has one for me?
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey!
All I want to do is your neck and see how your body sweats.
Oh honey, scream my name!
Please, Please,
Just take that razor and cut out those 'til...
fingers, goddamn!
fingers, woah!
Three fingers roll, and ten to go.
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah!
Ten tiny sitting on keys,
Which infant has one for me?
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey!
to the wild, wild East!
I to go to the town below to see if I can find a stranger to hold.
I'm a big word, and I attack.
I want to find a body can't be seen;
It be all the envy of the birds and bees.
It's a big word, attack.
Rabbit and Piglet and The Pooh,
That old Owl and too,
Their cake is with vengeance.
Robin won't know how to stop them...
So many problems and no time to them.
a big word, so attack.
Picture me sailing across the blue
Skies at our wedding, and when you're leaving.
I hope the will fit.
These wounds fit my like my hand in a glove.
you spill your milk when push comes to shove.
a big word, so attack.
I to go to the hell below,
See if I can a shadow to hold,
it's nothing.
I want to be the boy can't be seen;
I'm to envious of her birds and bees.
She's too damn I can't attack.
What the is the deal, I just can't make any sense.
These lyrics are and affected at best.
And I'm full of it, but I can't now.
I'm so tired of writing about girls I know.
"The ink starts to run when my gets too cold."
These are my weak attempts.
So picture me smiling on top tall buildings;
Such tragic for bad luck, bad timings.
I they let me slip.
I get so fed up with my own self.
I keep bluffing on shitty hands that I am dealt -
It's romantic, but cheap.