Be With You
'Till I met a lady who brought me to my knees.
The day I stop loving is the day that I die,
But now I'm running from her game 'cause the lady is a lie.
I've got a choice
Run away or be torn to shreds.
I've got a life and I want to live
Don't want to be dead.
I met her down in the underground,
Got a taste of the low life, just creepin' around.
I got what I came for and more, that's for sure,
'Cause now I'm running from her game, can't take any more.
I've got a choice
Run away or be torn to shr
Hourglass
pet sounds filling pet peeve void's
black and white tv with the sound turned down
is it mono or stereo?
lending aneurysm satisfaction in the
fruitless gaze of your mona lisa lazy smile
trick ourselves in portable stanzas
black russian throated on this
guillotine cancer
how steep we are
but there's just no telling
just no telling
savion is under heel clicking
morse code through movie stills again
the sky had blackened with carrion birds
pinstriped suits and cigarettes tapped danced
through the tepid burlesque
their mouths were parched with excess thirst
bridge and chorus candy curse
still they snag through the strepthroat verse
pet sounds filling pet peeve voids
black and white tv with the sound turned down
like breathing blood through lungs of czar's child
if i had a dollar for every plot that you made
in this bed of nails you make
how steep
how steep we are