Got a foot in the door. God knows what for. And he'll cut me down to size. Stupidity tries. . Everything here is free. Everything but you and me. This painting never dries.
You get what you see.... I saw a rich fuck given charity.. I saw an evil emperor. Wearing my clothes.. . Far from the best.... They might suit you better than the rest..
Everything is exactly right. When I walk around here drunk every night. With an open container from 7-11. in St. Ides heaven. I've been out haunting the neighborhood.
He's pleased to meet you underneath the horse. In the cathedral with the glass stained black. Singing sweet high notes that echo back. To destroy their master.
Killing a southern belle is all you know how to do. that and give other people hell. it's what they expect from you too. but I wouldn't have you how you are.
Here in line where stupid shit collides. With dying shooting stars. All we got to show what we really are. Is the same kind of scars. And looking at you, all I see is.
I took you to the train. Stupid shit you just play. I took the pictures in my head. You look like a skeleton, a little dressy thing. You just didn't care.
I got a choke chain. Made out of nightrain. To keep your memory down,. In quicksand from the main man,. To drown everything out.. . We were out on a joyride.
You got a choke chain made out of nightrain. To keep your memory down in quicksand from the main man. To gel everything out, always out on a joyride. Lay it out from insides, always at a dead stall.