Your sorry eyes, they cut through bone.. They make it hard to leave you alone.. Leave you here wearing your wounds. Waving your guns at somebody new..
AHHRRRRHHHH!. you only got one finger left,. and it's pointing at the door,. and your taking for granted,. what the lords laid on the floor,. so i'm picking up the pieces.
Go to sleep. We're so tired now. Altogether in a snake pit of souls. New days. To throw your chains away. To try to hang your hopes on the wind. . Little one.
Lonesome tears. I can't cry them anymore. I can't think of what they're for. Oh they ruin me every time. . But ill try to leave behind some days. These tears just can't erase.
Kiss the girl slay a hag. Feel the flavor freedom fag. Get up early, do your chores. Chase the murder with the rancid pores. The thyroids with friendly blade.
Lazy flies all hovering above. The magistrate. He puts on his gloves. And he looks to the clouds. All pink and disheveled. There must be some blueprint.