"Los Banditos" as written by and Lydia Lunch....
Slipping seething living breathing
ghost on my mind
ponder flounder searching tersely
his cowboy eyes

Snidely grinding slowly winding
knots in my hair
creepy weepy slowly seeping
fear what's not there

Writhing hiding coinciding
sunburnt it died
lie inside and cowboy riding
ghost in my mind
bribing begging borrow stealing
lines on his face
ripping wretching yelping yanking
hairs out a place

Ceiling squealing tersely reading
lies in his eyes
feelings reeling barely seeing
nailed the wood scratched

Snidely grinding slowly winding
knots in my hair
creepy weepy slowly seeping
fear what's not there


Lyrics submitted by artslut

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