Day one, I played with her blood Day two, left her face bruised and we called it making love Day three, her blood played with me Dirty talk caught me off guard Had the nerve to ask me if I thought she was crazy. Baby you don't know where my mind has been Fell off the bike more than twice but it's time to ride again This time I've learned from my past falls Old wounds might reopen soon Burn them in alcohol I heard that last call (what?) it was a close one Roadrunners no which direction to go when snow comes Then we're costal Extra traction on radial tires Having sex in the back wrapped in radio wires Self abusive, stuck in a bad place Head full of bruises and scratched face I bled porously Inserting my juices so you can taste me Put my neck in a noose and swung to safety Found a land mine planted in the sole of my foot I can't find sanctum in the holes I've input I keep digging covered in earth I undress they run tests I leave the dirt to the experts White coats and shiny objects I jump their lifeboat science project We got a floater Guinea pig overboard Stone sober hillbilly kid with open sores Ripped vocal cord Tearing them out A mutant manifesto that you'll probably never hear about Weirded out about my whereabouts Ears pierced my mouth a bearded medicine man who wears a pouch Keeps digging And I'm swimming up hill I'm fighting a tide of mudslide and blood spilled Until I've got a shirt off my back And a girl on attack on top with a curled lip The world map is our bed sheet We share geography now I explore virgin territory Squeaky seats acting as a mating call Nothing on my but her and didn't feel naked at all Ever feel the need to keep it so real you feed yourself into her hunger and don't care if she bleeds Asking all these questions aint highly recommended They'll eventually get answered if you put time in the friendship That is if what you're doing is helping and it's not like you know until you uh Reach the ending She wanted my agony agony agony agony in her body Day one, I played with her blood Day two, left her face bruised and we called it making love Day three, her blood played with me Dirty talk caught me off guard Had the nerve to ask me if I thought she was crazy. I need more holes to breath from She was crazy Went under the knife I contemplated freedom Put it all out on the operating table Touching on some rubber ducks I played double dutch with some jumper cables Then out broke like the water it started rushing All of the sudden there she was gone I'm the fall guy She's a sight for sore eyes I'm in labor all night until a new day is born Curved globe Road taste like Eyes rolled, dice Earth pulls a 180 when I look into her snake eyes I'm not afraid of dying Pieces of me die all the time Keep digging (keep digging) I leave the dirt to the experts who push the boundaries of pleasure till the sex hurts I hold today with a death grip And play hard to get with tomorrow so as not to look so fucking desperate Face sweaty Hands unsteady Blood pressure off the charts My heart hangs heavy Untreated wounds though repeated moods are seeds who develop in your needy womb Your feeble ill cocoon I don't grieve for many people And I don't mourn the pieces killed in you My injection must have been lethal Pick up the shovel love; you've got some digging to do Agony agony agony agony Day one, I played with her blood Day two, left her face bruised and we called it making love Day three, her blood played with me Dirty talk caught me off guard Had the nerve to ask me if I thought she was crazy. Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com