You're lying again. You say you don't but then you do. I'm trying again. To build a wall around your heart. Then break it through to you. You make it happen.
In 1969. I killed a man of mine. In a small Montana town. I was hunted down by hounds. . Hear the night hawk cry. Their voices dry and hollow. Hear the crowd cheer.
It comes and it kills. Cruising the earth. Attacking your towns. As you watch from outside. And no one felt crashes in your hearts. . There's another way.
Nothing else. (Look close, look close and you will see). Feels like this. (Diamonds into infinity). . Start from you less. (Don't sing, don't sing that song to me).
If it looks broken. That's just the picture. That's how you know. If it's in focus. Then it's no fun for guys like me. . These robots have it wired around here.
With her army complete. She can take me apart. Off through the earth. . Then back in the car. Cause once you begin. You're not going to stop. I know how you are.
Froze asleep. Coma deep. I dream I'm not out with you. Alone at sea. . And you watched the waves. And you sang to me. As we sink. I dream I'm not out with you.
Forced under I look unto your home, because. We gave our eyes but no one will yes I know, because. . To heed the cause I will be barred but you won't.
She haunts the roads. She waits for a new face. . Her arms red and injured. She wants to rise. She can't 'til we have faced. . I'll cut your armies down.
Nerve, here I borned feeding on his lung. Verve, is his curse because he wanted to meet Christ alone. . Bitch, you're no good, we could be so flown. Misunderstood, we could be your God.
No means no lie now find out what you get, you're no good. You'll sit around and throw a fuckin' fit. We are here onto you you're so far, you're fucking gone.
Done feeding, I leaned back. Head rested on the couch's top. Must leave the house soon. Mean gone, 'cause my Pops, he's hot. Grab my blue backpack. My walkman, grip my bicycle.
I've looked outside. But I've never wandered out. I'd like to pull you into me. Intercept you, in between. But I'll never walk without, outside. . Thatta way, outta the way.
Watch me with your eyes. Been giving God, a pedophile. I want to be just like you. Then I'd be cool, maybe not. But we lift our eyes. Big surprise, kiss me goodbye, whore.
Somewhere, outside. There are tricks, and evil. Holler, downstairs. While I drive. . I want to watch you buttercup coming through the fog. . Dying of boredom.
We are beggars, where blown. And I will meet you fourth floor. Then well make up, no. . No fist to fuckin' save you from. No fist to fuckin' save you from.
This ain't no motherfuckin' stick up. Just pick the stick up and watch it roll real close. Rolling out my hand till it cracks to that fucking dome. Living of the curb that peels you from the curb.
This ain't no motherfuckin stick up. Just stick'em and watch it roll real close. Rolling out my gat till it cracks to that fucking dome. Living of that curb I think you fuck up.