Skin stains are left across the floor
And I know it's cause we didn't speak about the war
My time is only a guess
Faces are like art upon the wall
And I hope the rumors will break your fall
Guess it's gonna be a love for the fucked up kid
Spoiled fingers in a club that's a mess
I've separated their eyes from their chest
And I think we look like the rest
And if you seize the carrot from there
He might take his words and wipe doubt with his plan
I know ya did, cause he's in love with the fucked up kid
And all the puddles that I decided to explain
And I heard there's a funeral for your name
And they say their lies are better than the tests
And when you came back you killed me with a kiss
Like a glorious fight I wish I missed
Oh shit, I guess I'm in love with the fucked up kid
1 | You in Your Were |
2 | Broke Me Up |
3 | Mexican Aftershow Party |
4 | Body Butter |
5 | Bullshit Ballad |
6 | Bodhi Sappy Weekend |
7 | F--Ked Up Kid |
8 | Summer Time Dues |