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This once
Are you going to run from here?
I'm dying to know if she died to me.
Take it back now.
Are you going to run from here?
I'm dying to know if she died to me.
She is not that strange.
She says goodbye some day.
My black coffee fantasy never seems to bother me.
In my mind I'm hoping I'll betray the sinners dance and fade away.
I'll fade away.
Dying, (My godess and my gods)
And the blood taste was red.
Change is not that strange.
She says goodbye some day.
Press the story of stories praised,
Of love and women up above,
Layer this guilt that fits like a glove,
I say it before you heated and tickle,
Press the story of stories, Paint with love,
The woman up above lets me wear this guilt,
That fits like a glove.
I can see on my own now.
Breath in the culture,
And I will take what's mine.
And I will try to stay mundane..
Pretending it hurts you,
I will take what's mine,
And I will try to stay mundane.
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Dark steals through the chance to kill,
Dark steals to steal a living mind,
Dark steals for the chance to kill mine.
When no one loves you,
no one loves
I'm with lust
I am with stupid and noone loves her
They go home counting red gold.
My hind is in the courtship.
And lives.
If things are said one way they will change.
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Never.
Kneeling on my pillow, God, kneeling on my pillow..
I will see there.. I will be there..
You and me.. we die.
I will fracture.
I will capture.
You and me.. we die.
Look at pink roses full of black kind hearts.
It can't compare to your beauty as you're lying through your fucking teeth.
Why can't I glow?
Why dont you look at the roses, girl, from a black wedding bouquet?
Can't compare to you, you're fucking beauty.
'Til you look to sway.
Why can't I glow? I'll die..
I will be dead. I will see the dead. You and me... we die.
Summer's trudging closer, and a flurry of white as well.
It's the heart of nuclear winter and you can bet I'm scared as hell.
But I don't blame you.
I don't blame you.
My God, am I the wrong one?
She's a monster of mankind.
I, I see the fucking manger.
On her flesh she left a warning.
And I said, "will I ever see all that's coming through for me?"
And will I ever breathe?
We die.
I wasn't a star lost.
My fine point has been turned into the warmth.
How to say this and why?
Look into my eyes and shut the fuck up.
Why can't I glow?
Oh God.. and it came towards the sin.
And it accentuates the shit my fucking way.
Shut the fuck up..
You can see it in my eyes.
Why can't I glow?
Shut up.
I will see there. I will be there.
Where you and me.. we.. die.
(no!)
Leave and take my memories of her with you.
Pack your shit and leave and take my memories of her with you.
(I don't need to know)
..And take her fucking with you.
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You like to carry my heart in a bag that's broken.
You're asking me when do I stop?
When the bottle's empty.
Blacker then my father's soul, drunk enough to raise us all.
Pink Roses.
Nomad.
Drowning rat.
Black.
Black.
So black you can't even grasp the fact.
Blacker than a begger's soul, rich enough to raise us all.
Lead with your need as God decends.
Cold in the ground.
What gets me this down?
The smell of magnesium, the smile of a clown.
I wanna clench you, stab you, fucking waste, film you
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I deem perfection
By the words wrote in the letter
No better
And I wish
And I wish it could always be better
Wishing it could be
I deem perfection no better
Trying to make me
Less bitter
I deem perfection
Perfection wrote in the letter
The words you wrote in the letter
Trying to make me less bitter
That the letter
No better
Less bitter
Try to make me less bitter
Try to make me
Less bitter
Next time you think of mine
Will you say it's the same
And I wonder
Will you think of the lives
That your counterparts stricken
Next time you think of mine will you say
Will you say it's the same
She means nothing
What would you do
If I decided to
I've got a job for you
Lumberjacks and logs
And lillypads and frogs
I broke one string now
Three more to go
Taken outside
Be guarded by you
How could you rape me?
Me and Marshall
How could you rape me?
Me and Marshall sat and watched it
How could you rape me?
Yeah!
Now what would you do
If I decided to
I broke one string now
There's three more to go
Before I take out and stamp on it again
Y'know
How could you rape me?
Me and Marshall
How could you rape me?
Me and Marshall sat and watched it
How could you rape me?
Next time you think of mine
Will you say it's the same
And I wonder
Will you think of the lives
That your counterparts stricken
Next time you think of mine will you say
Will you say it' the same
Will you say it's the same
I don't know
I don't know anything
I don't know
I don't
I don't know
Yeah
Prepare
Yeah
I won't take back no more
I don't reject what I say
Cause if I get what I like
We'll take my time away
Away
Pack your shit and leave
And take my memories of her with you
Pack your shit and leave
And take her fucking with you
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