my carcass into its broken wheels, your four point stance is eaten regrets will fall today our shields will fall today hibernation for some time now sleeping bears
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 killers with lightning in their guns... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 killers and hips are for running... When the cities have the same names that
The countryside is being eaten by the very structure that we lean on love letters for bonfires and campfire songs for city children nowhere to run distance
Got your bones spread out on the dance floor Chomping bits on your way to the supermarket Well respected, well received, the piano and the luggage Own
What left you blank could leave you restless out of breath young princes slave the day away your pennies save and often spent what has been lost has been
These problems I'm having all Of structure and dreaming of Of humans and animals and beautiful people The grass that we nurtured all When thoughts equal
I've been living out of this briefcase life like shifting on the topic of you we built this fortress to hide the words with eyes but i don't mind beside
just let me fall into your movements, movements of suttle surrender. i need to recycle all the feelings i had in the past, paint me a picture a unique
Convince yourself there's no place to hide in this room and you've centered it off and with the hands of a surgeon keep this record from taking aim and
Oceanside boulevard its not that hard inside communication i stare deep in silent concentration as i focus on the base of your neck its these things
Rows of condos and birds as helicopters I had a headache where you left give up something, and it's luke warm blood telephones have eyes to rip our feelings
Yes where all the buildings work and buildings stand around and where the framework sits still bolted slightly holding to the ground and when I'm in and
I am expecting the mail I am expecting it I watch him walking from house to house I am expecting the mail I am expecting it outside with your garbage
Under lines of trees inside caves that open up to cityscapes i was a failure and they found me out i was a drunk and blinded sailor to sew your insides
And I'll take what is given to me And I'll realize I'm not going home And after a while, when all of your currency's gone And after a while, when all
It'll burn a hole right through this town. All the animals will feel this in their cages it'll mix with minerals and backbones to go home and reflect
Came to me on icebergs and bonded cell ties and write up these letters to question your reasons for coming and leaving to carry the summer in allies
You need a gun and a signal for vultures You need a net to catch all that you're seeing Floors long enough to scrape all of your knuckles To the bones
