: Flicka flicka flicka! Here you are Cata cata cata! Caterpillar girl Flowing in And filling up my hopeless heart Oh never never go Dust my lemon lies
: Going under slowly It never seems too late Going under so slow... Dressing up to kiss Dressing up to touch all this I'm dressing up to dance all week
: The holy city breathed Like a dying man It moved with hopeful tears With the tears of the blind And on and on as the night drew in Through broken
so sick and scared "I don't care" If only I could say that If only my eyes would close... "It's Jesus brilliant" You used to laugh "Walking these gorgeous blocks... This top
Curl into a ball like you have more fun That would make it faster Why do you do it do you do it do you act like you? Why do you do it do you act like
This girl has got a smile That can make me cry This girl just burns with love She's burning burning deep outside Night time night time Sets my house
Going under slowly It never seems too late Going under so slow... Dressing up to kiss Dressing up to touch all this I'm dressing up to dance all week
Get away from me Get your fingers out of my face This room's so hot This room's so hot I break the walls Get away from me Leave me alone Like the pig
Shapes in the drink like Christ Cracks in the pale blue wall I'm walking slowly and quickly but Always away Twisting twisting to the floor Flowers in
Ha ha ha!!! Wake up in the dark The aftertaste of anger in the back of my mouth Spit it on the wall And cough some more And scrape my skin with razor
Flicka flicka flicka! Here you are Cata cata cata! Caterpillar girl Flowing in And filling up my hopeless heart Oh never never go Dust my lemon lies
As stiff as toys And tall as men And swaying like the wind torn trees She talked about the empty world With eyes like poisoned birds She talked about
feel so sick and scared "I don't care" If only I could say that If only my eyes would close... "It's Jesus brilliant" You used to laugh "Walking these gorgeous blocks... This top
The holy city breathed Like a dying man It moved with hopeful tears With the tears of the blind And on and on as the night drew in Through broken streets
not feel so sick and scared I don't care If only I could say that If only my eyes would close It's jesus brilliant You used to laugh Walking these gorgeous blocks This top
whole shorts in the Rolls Royce is off For sure, bouncin' the bar on my next world tour When we hit the sick, I'm the cure We 'bout to pop it off so
bravo Watch him explain, ain't nothin' but blood thug crime though Shots in the spinal from my rivals Cross the T's and dot the I's and Pay the judge, drop the top
