Post by Brundisium on Sept 14, 2005 11:50:48 GMT 7
This dead skin hides no small amount of secrets,
Most of them unknown, but will you suffer me?
Dirty little sucker,
Holy motherfucker,
When did this become such an anomaly?
And who defined the fine lines,
For darkness and sunshine?
Where did they go wrong?
Was it monopoly?
Tragedy and eight-balls,
Bouncing 'round the table,
It all seems so clear!
Why can't you just let me feel it again?
Your face disgraced this place and I don't want to pretend.
Why can't you just let me feel it again?
My eyes decide this ride and I don't want it to end.
My patience tires of it daily,
Most of it gets blown from the lunar sea,
And being cannon fodder,
Rarely makes me shudder,
But inconvenience grows as my temper swells,
So grit your little teeth 'cause,
Now it's time to bleed you,
We're gonna squeeze your life right out of me,
Filthy little harlot,
Whoring little starlet,
It all seems so clear!
Why can't you just let me feel it again?
Your face disgraced this place and I don't want to pretend.
Why can't you just let me feel it again?
My eyes decide this ride and I don't want it to end.
Most of them unknown, but will you suffer me?
Dirty little sucker,
Holy motherfucker,
When did this become such an anomaly?
And who defined the fine lines,
For darkness and sunshine?
Where did they go wrong?
Was it monopoly?
Tragedy and eight-balls,
Bouncing 'round the table,
It all seems so clear!
Why can't you just let me feel it again?
Your face disgraced this place and I don't want to pretend.
Why can't you just let me feel it again?
My eyes decide this ride and I don't want it to end.
My patience tires of it daily,
Most of it gets blown from the lunar sea,
And being cannon fodder,
Rarely makes me shudder,
But inconvenience grows as my temper swells,
So grit your little teeth 'cause,
Now it's time to bleed you,
We're gonna squeeze your life right out of me,
Filthy little harlot,
Whoring little starlet,
It all seems so clear!
Why can't you just let me feel it again?
Your face disgraced this place and I don't want to pretend.
Why can't you just let me feel it again?
My eyes decide this ride and I don't want it to end.