Mons Veneris i'll choke the night crawler tighten the collar i'll watch you fiddle while the mound of venus it burns hot when it was so keyed in but now it's bleeding and its bound to stain what you've got what i've got but there's cracks in all i attack and if you let it it's gonna hollow you out from the place from where no one escapes you let it push you throughout just like the view hot with location or the flagpole stuck in your nation under the hood of your car there's enough oil to set free the nations and it's leaking out the more you go the mound of venus has dirtied the snow this little page still wet with the print can't keep your hands off of it under the skin of my arm there's enough blood that's burning my patience hot touch the engine smell it it's hot and it'll burst from the pressure it's got i guess it's true what they say you strip it off the price you'll pay like a bloody dressing changed eight times a day so c'mon what'll it be the weight on you or the weight on me it's so heavy
Flat Spin in between the eyes anesthetisized on a steady course snuff it at the source paralyze old habits exert centrifugal force cauterize ten shots in the vein two bullets in the brain i wonder by who the sight had been trained turning in space no sense of direction digesting consequence in your reflection in the cockpit glass a squandered life will pass flammable breath caught in a flat spin gaining momentum with a tailwind bleed whiskey-black into the sidewalk cracks gravity mounts another sneak attack falling down glutton your way to the ground learning the physics of falling down
Greasy-like Ribbon my police sting my diamond ring my black spring fling my sweet young thing you're just young enough to shatter the moon we are so very near good god can you feel the vibrations it's 180 degrees are you with it of the sweetest rotations there's a greasy-like ribbon flowing out from the small of my back it's attachment is something that lies there and lusts there and chews the flesh as a snack it's a crime just to leave your cell for a minute or two no you're not dying but you'll spend half your life just trying and trying
KFC two heads and one lung penetrate your tissue who would want to eat you deviate circulate two heads and one lung sinking teeth into vein deviate circulate replicate they can't call you chicken anymore deviate circulate terminate
The Out Crowd the in crowd smells like a hospital the out crowd well endowed the out crowd and when in doubt the out crowd does the puzzle grow in size does it shrink in piece and those things you wanted most now you want them least well rest in peace the out crowd
Integument either a threat or a bore or altogether fail to score on this meter reads the reader the ego feeder that's gravity worth defying so many feel it's force yet few are trying invest in integument your precious integument these tongues are accurate when to the target sent malice bent I want to strip away this covering discovering
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Rock and Roll Rats rock and roll rats and they run the seasons what they say you better believe in they run this whole damn town torn apart limb from limb rats can't bite rats can't swim can't run this whole damn town but you can engaging the reason for everything if you love the sound soil yourself in it just don't follow it home incarnation number 2 in a can could blind you when pumped through this whole town then the blind and the true come back from underground but you are engaging the reason for everything if you love the sound get it on with it just don't follow it home i've got an idea for a new tattoo one you can grow into cuz a backbone would sure look so good on you you keep dreaming i don't believe it rats they're all rats rock and roll rats little rats send in the cats
She's Gasoline dive deep into varicose sleep subdividing the day navigating through the space in her mind she flickers like a flame unclean blood blue unseen reaching for a razor blade wake up fell asleep on the bus she's riding on the 38 dreaming that she wed another kick in the head another defeat the tune in her head is a tingling arm her shoes hitting concrete guided by a voice that was guided by a choice white hot she's burning out clean she's gasoline two choices caught between she's a mezzanine she's got a little pain on her mind she's got a little thorn in her side if you can't fly then ride the bus if you can't fly better find someone to trust and hold onto that
Trampion dance trampion they've got the rounds complete with gun i've got enough c.c.'s giving 4 times carburation you can move with time or without you're the trampion taking in and putting out fire one foot from the ground oh no he's going down and as man touch road as hand reach for the leather shake with your left cuz the right hand always shakes with anger spirochete you can hear the horse biting down on the bit stage 1, 2, 3 for your approval it's nothing with no one on we are the trampions
Burn Me Out she speak like dynamite chase me down go downtown to be lost in a crowd they said it's a machine for living in it's so easy i'm giving in burn me out guy and girl have a whirl hurt to win what a sin to be lost in a crowd it's so easy inward bound without a sound speaking like dynamite so you are next big thing what a ring take the fuse burn me out
Ballad of the Doe they cleared a path through muted trees winter snow laid at the knees they would pay me no favor i failed to smell the danger don't make a sound if i had seen what was coming i would have screamed bloody murder these legs weren't quick enough to run losing my skin under winter's sun what did i hear what did i see arrows breaking bone my vision blurred yet i could still see out of the corner of my right eye a boy of 13 down on his knees turning away as if to cry his face turned a greener shade of pink with me a small part of him had died he wasn't ready to watch me bleed or ever would be this crimson spectacle filled no need what did he hear what did he see arrows breaking bone this is fun my son force fed a victory red on with the show blood on the snow pierce my skin slide your needy knife in don't hesitate to let it mate sending steam to icy stars this arrow's path will scar you can do the math write my epitaph |
