Hold on Hold on Hold on Hold on Hold on, hold on with a grip so tight It dams my blood, makes my head feel light Well, hearts will start and hearts
The curtain slaps in the wind A human sound of fleshy flesh Little fists pummel absently To birth the spirit in the room The wind it seems to lick
I know your teeth have gnashed through death Still you come to me So gently Find a soft place on your body And rub me with it Oh, this I won't soon forget
Oh God, can you feel the sun in your back? Oh God, can you see your shadow, inky black on the sand? Oh God, can you hear the saltwater drying on your
Dress sexy at my funeral my good wife Dress sexy at my funeral my good wife For the first time in your life Wear your blouse undone to hear And your
I'll take the hard road I believe I'll see you there In a cyclone of stones Wooden spikes in your hair Or maybe you'll resting Leaning up against a busted
I am not easily led Despite the head I was just trying to cross the street with you I was just a step devoted But I am not easily led I'm suggestible
So she washed her cut in the sink And picked up and once more along the way Down to the bay, where I did stay I was nineteen And so relieved to be beating
Well, it's strange the way You walk behind But seem to lead the way Oh, I know I, Oh, I know I have strayed I have taken you for a ride Left you waiting
There are some terrible gossips in this town There are some terrible gossips in this town With jaws like vices And eyes like drains There are some little
Happens on a side street, maybe Happens on a main street, maybe Lion bites zebra neck Zebra stomps lion head It's justice Justice aversion In a proper
