Lower than the bottom Swallowed by the ride Floating in the bathtub Children play outside So tell me how to do it? How to do what I'm gonna do? How to
Captain Jack was a suicide pimp with a nonstop nosebleed Fell in love with a church choir tramp Found out she was a drag queen Crown him the Hollywood
You're dissin' me, I never show it But you're always getting into my head, dismissin' me I let you do it but you're doin' it In front of my friends I
1, 2, 3, 4 I got this dirty politician In my pocket full of greed I take him out for parties And I let him do his thing Did you see that silver T.S
I once had a friend They found him in a car A hose to the window And the motor running hot Seems he couldn't take it, the rhetoric of life Someone found
Ooh, yeah Come on down to our house All the neighbors are away We're invitin' everyone We got take out and everything The local P.D.'s been around That
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You turn me on like some midnight show, I'm so damn strung You burn me out, red line overload, then watch me blow Well I've been waiting hypnotized,
Here we are alone now Just you and me Down the halls we waltz Your end is in my dreams I wanna be like him, he had a dreadful life I wanna learn to shoot
Just what the hell has happened here Smelling smoke, must be burning up the atmosphere Am I lost, have I found the right place to be? Better run, better
Sour, this affliction If it was me I'd have it fixed And with everywhere you've been You're much too old to be so naive So what the hell do you want
She gets up with her head swung down low down Steps into the room Please listen while I sing my song to you 'Cuz it all slips away, it ends too soon
Skinny kid flippin' out a prissy little thing with a tan Was an outcast in the basement tryin' anything he can The skirts spit words like razor blades
They come and they go when they want me I sit and I wait my turn I want to let go but I can't see All I know is from what I've learned Hitchhiker born
You and I have been playin' this game for so damn long And I don't know why these cards are too old So I'm gonna fold Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, yeah
Your jugular arteries ripped Viscous juices gush and bleed You're gutted, skinned and mangled Enteral disorder is freed Tour rib-cage wrenched and torn
You hold my head, I cannot hurt You touch my heart, I cannot bleed You close my eyes and I can see Caress my skin my sickness sleeps My dreams are golden
pieces And I came in peace You're always loaded Your life has imploded Nine weeks of hell, man But I'm feeling swell And in my dreams I slash your