Oh this hurricane's blowing us thin This never ending swirl of American sin Where I strayed on my knees to a bottomless cage Where they throw dollar
Wait Theres something up ahead I've seen its claws I can see the marks it left Well fed and eating with a thousand hands This coma of factory and
A circus noose another month and the golden goose that I'll be squeezing forever Oh Suzanne it's been so long since we shared the air I need the carpet
Lolita she's got the songs of sirens she's got it all painted so humbly over the bathroom wall but the porcelain drips and she breaks up so quick and
She keeps a bottle hanging like religon right underneath the bed She pours it in the sheets and vents... Combats the awful things we did Snakes and
I'm breaking up for the gravity's won before it snaps where the warm blood runs Cause it will flood our bodies soon flood this hotel room Oh blue collar
She leaps higher than the scale and then falls like iron and screaming air,right down in front of me I don't know how it came to this I am so scarred
Father Time fell ill tonight fight the war with the windows tight And my tin throne's blown to kingdom come now I need you here here so I can move my
I've got these hands and Ive got some oxygen... I just don't know what to do with it. Brandy tricks and treats the knees and I fell for it... Somehow
No good, can't speak, wound up, no sleep. Sky diver insider her, skip rope, stunt flyer. Wounded lover, got no time on hand. One last cycle, thrill
No good, can't speak, wound up, no sleep Sky diver insider her, skip rope, stunt flyer Wounded lover, got no time on hand One last cycle, thrill freak
No good, can't speak, wound up, no sleep Sky diver insider her, slip rope, stunt flyer Wounded lover, got no time on hand One last cycle, thrill freak
Get set for the rush, we're on the ascent Thrust ignite acceleration Pressure drop, it's only natural It draws the breath from your lung It draws the
Get set for the rush We're on the ascent Thrust ignite acceleration pressure drop It's only natural It draws the breath from your lung In the air, in
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