giving me some time and you?ll make me hate, 'cos you are a person of this day, nuild high, tear low, have you seen the pictures of the massive grave
When you need to be mean cold is cold, cold is cold and dirt is clean. So I swooped underneath. It was o.k., it was o.k. for cheap relief. Marry me
sunday morning a revelation, i saw myself as my own salvation i banged my head against a brick wall and i turned around it was him! he said gently "now
brown is on his way, brown is on his way now. climbing over me, climbing over me now got a picture of, got a picture of me, standing with my arm, standing
this is good the son is onside break the air with pieces of hide shame it broke i cant think anymore, shame i found the truth on the floor and you can
just past my window, she dances real slow, under the seam is a dream there's something obscene, in a dream you make my lungs sweat, my liquid skin set
as youre a friend can i come and stay in your house on a beach in san tropez if i bring some wine and peaches from spain mmm oh my god your house is
i dont need to win it, this is no joy in it, must accept progression, lose inept depression is this you in frnt of me, white line space no subtlety,
why don't your eyes see through your lids? like feeding girls to shaven pigs 'cause he was a blind man breaking moulds with credit cards and dead seagulls
some god will finish there, main in torture, man in chair and stephen's in the sky a heathen broke my leg and turned me in my stony bed i need people
hang me up and put me on the wall, with glass eyes i'm sure i'd look alright cut me up and make me into shoes, at least i get to walk beyond these walls
every tired second, every heavy page they fold into a nightmare, they almost turn to rage i felt like i was draining, i should have been happy an no