I've got blood on my hands,
And sand between my toes
If the crowd gets too unruly,
We'll spray 'em with the hose
I'm so bored with the whole thing
-keep hearing laughter when i turn-
Seen a million sunlit faces
But none that really burned
I can't keep myself from laughing
When i spot someone posessed
The fool that's always grinning,
Never quite gets the jest
But i know the one i'm laughing at
Plays it by the book
And screams for revolution
Behind his vacant look
We'll keep their eyes red & runny,
Kill them in their homes
Watch them pray forgiveness
And pay interrest on their loans
It was us in the beamers,
The penthouses & shrines.
Uf you want absolution
We can provide all kinds...
But that*s just the way we are
Our heads in the ozone
And our minds in shangri-la
1 | Vortex surfer |
2 | Sinful, Wind-Borne |
3 | Kill Some Day |
4 | Painting The Night Unreal |
5 | Serpentine |
6 | The Nerve Tattoo |
7 | Mad Sun |
8 | Greener |
9 | Trapdoor |
10 | Demon Box |