VILE
Your vile sawed in half
Exudes a demigogic school
And your little bit of dropper down
It lows and reaches up...
And I pray, and I pray
And slowly rise upon my knees
And praise the little bit of dropper down
That hardens in me
I'm wishin I could feel but I know
I know it's bigger
Cuz I know even though my pride's growin'
I could fall
Take it through the eyes like men
Your scared of what could come
Cuz I know my only pain comes through the eye
Through the eye
Wishing that I could feel it but I know
You can take yours
Cuz I know it's a runaround like a chump
[inaudible gibberish]
1 | A History of Bad Men |
2 | Detective |
3 | Boris |
4 | Brain Center At Whipples |
5 | At The Stake |
6 | Black Santa |
7 | Divorced |
8 | Joan Of Arc |
9 | Hag Me |
10 | A History of Drunks |