Chest of drawers and I ignore Is this feeling for impossible season Evaluate, appropriate, another well done steak Be mindful of suspicion And I have seen with my eyes of green The curving of your face It's not a prize, you know I realize Still it's haunting this psychotic erection She really purrs, in the wee hours Without hearts and flowers Give up on the pretext You sympathize and much to my surprise You soon realize that you're not so omnipotent But have a heart and stop the bitchy part, the meaning of excess Have some wine and feed me a lie Suzieju, is Jesus said backwards You work all day, no matter what you say Please don't give it away, those sweet aspirations Get civilized, don't take your eyes off the prize Of those greasy little fries that you get from the crystal Have sympathy, just don't agree with me Truth rises from dissent Carry on with your lips half calm You could be human but I honestly doubt it Your shirt is brown, in a world of sound My name is a noun, it's gotten pro form, it's seasoned You recollect , then you genuflect You're just a human wreck at the start of the weekend And scrap your dreams, of loss, you're obscene The call will have to wait Our time will mend our love, my little friend Suzieju, is Jesus said backwards Suzieju, is Jesus said backwards Suzieju, is Jesus said backwards © PATHETIC HINDSIGHT MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com