You took the tunnel route home You've never taken that way with me before Did you feel the need for change? Apologies on your fingernails Love flickered
Nous sommes du soleil We love when we play Open doors we find our way We look, we see, we smile Surely daybreaks cross our path And stay maybe a while
Felt love last night For the first time in a long time Feels like coming home to stay Like falling in the sea When it's too hot in the sun Made things
What if I were to disobey Give you back the power Would I be punished like a child? And left on my own Would you think me ungrateful And send me away
Hold tight for heartbreak Buckle up for loneliness Right time to get away Where I'm going, I couldn't care I'm bored and I'm afraid I'm falling like
I was waiting in the back-seat of the car When I knew I'd given up Down one of the back-streets by the park So sick of the taste of blood I'm gonna write
I pressed my ear to your chest And heard something personal A whisper that knew my name Is this how your heart treats all strangers With love and affection
The market-place has nothing to sell Left alone it's awnings shiver Wind whistles through the wood Fish teeth snapping in a river Peaks puncture the
She stares into the mirror Youth fading with the sun The hollows in her face Like wishing wells Scarlet as a paper-cut And jeweled as the Orion She'd
After the red ants The black-out comes peace and quiet Those little footprints Fleshed out calm in my mind I lay like a compass Digits accusing the sunrise
You were writhing on the floor Like a moth in molasses Whoever taught you To move your body like that? Goose pimples just vanished Like some out of date
around the bar Having a few more drinks Poolbar-keepers suck Never playing rock Hate inside us grows Ritual in Rhodes Disco overdose Ritual in Rhodes Morning fart still blows Ritual
My blood moves I feel all right My ritual followed us to paradise My blood moves I feel all right Don't touch me 'Cause I've had too much to feel tonight
Three days was the morning My focus three days old My head, it landed To the sounds of cricket bows I am proud man anyway Covered now by three days
Bitch nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why fuck? Killer, blood spiller, bitch, steal a Mac truck Bad luck fuckin' with this black buck Bigger Thomas
sky Death and destruction Satanic slaughter flames tonight Wholy God die Christ will burn in blackened tombs sacrifice Hooded demons Virgin slayed ritual
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