Thinking about a mouth that waters. Thinking about losing. . Sucking the marrow feeding a pain. Facing a consequence. . The blood. The mine. The yours.
I'm coming over, but I won't be long. I'm coming over. I'm making a new song. . I pick a car and it's a fifteen minute drive. Rock Classics on the radio.
Reindeer, reindeer, reindeer. I caught one of your horns. And even if it rains here. It's much worse in the north. . Reindeer, reindeer, reindeer. I caught one of your horns.
Hear my troubles of life. Can you take me for one last ride. I want to bend my soul again. Thats what we do when we get older. . Bless your troubled mind.