12 Şubat 2008 Salı

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i put it all on black

no color you're all dressed in

and a stab in the back

left you bleeding on the floor

and i'm mourning the death

the recent passing of your insides

i smile in regret

every time i think of how i spoke to you


i put it all in back

of my mind where i hold you

i'm just trying to keep track

how far back it really goes

and i'm living in lack

of the blood sent from the heavens

i'm just trying to relax

as a killer's waiting right outside my door


what's black and white what's

read all over?

this tired book this

organ donor


sweet blasphemy my giving tree

it hasn't rained in years

i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears

leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home

and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say

i'll never really know


i put 'em all in black

the four walls of my bedroom

and i trimmed 'em in red

peeled your picture off the wall

and i'm living in lack

of the blood sent from your heart

beatthat arrived in your neck

every time i salivated over you


what's upside down what's coated in silver?

this crucifix is

my four leaf clover


sweet blasphemy my giving tree

it hasn't rained in years

i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears

leave it to me i'll remain free from all the comforts of home

and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say

i'll never really know


one of these days

it's gonna catch up to you

throwing looks like those around

and one of these nights

i promise to you

i'll soon be sleeping sound

as soon as i leave town

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