"So many people with their Sordid volitions So many others come alive I know that someday, someday, someday I'll be coming out of here I know I know I
I got no right hand, or bruise when my skin is gone What about you did you get it enough What about me can I give you the stuff What about you did you
Up, down, up They say uh, though ain't so bad to clean up after white trash I beat up Hey come on and take me home I just want to have to ask you, though
One crazy less than life Ready made and easily broken Much smaller than my eyes Barely open, hardly chosen So much mine Not long and I will have you go
Maybe you could stay Maybe I could wander Maybe you could stray and Maybe I could pull you under Maybe you could sting Maybe I could play Maybe you could
No dumb wrong (Stick out your tongue, stick out your tongue, that's right) I'm dumb wrong (Stick out your tongue, stick out your tongue, that's right)
You are you and you don't see the power you have over me but I feel it in my throat before you say such things to me All in all may very be the quiet
There??? calm in her eye She??? drawing a breath A sting in her hit A piece of regret She gave my sex away She gave my taste away She??? breaking my
You always come home late, but I know where youve been. Hard to deny it when you smell so much like sin. The lies I realize when I check your pager And
She??? ready to burn I feel her on my back and its heating up shop Pumpin' hard on my nitrous when my tranny goes pop I can drive on it hard but when
I am naked, you are sacred safe uncovered, subtle rupture rush for comfort, such desire shared forever, your touch soothes me to my Core, when you speak
I just had to write A song about the waste When you come to watch Your loser play It??? kind of about you It??? kind of about me It??? kind of about all
springtime falls and mother is here she giving life to her children so dear mud puddle babies sea to shining sea well we're living with our mother no
One that Begs Prays On the phone Makes Makes waste Dies alone Gets on Gets off Going to fall Gets laid Works late My eye is on the ball Now One that Drinks
I think you can hear me now I don??° think I like you You??®e perfect like a pet Can??° call my trenchcoat dirty now I??¦ just a pissant you???l never
Pull up your stockings Keep getting ready I made you breakfast for the last time It's time to pack up Put on your make-up You're wearing my t-shirt
Take your time, but hurry up You know you??®e fine, but you??®e all messed up You may be right, but you don??° care cause you??®e always wrong in your
One more spitting hole Warm injected invitro One more water hole Take a drink and go Mind on vertigo Nine-split thorax video Seed my water hole take a
