What
exactly do you not understand about the blues.
What
about crossroads ain’t 1 plus 2 for dear you.
Or dare you…
crawl under your skin,
into the absence of a police that patrol your with in.
This is an end,
and I know who I am,
what my strengths can and cant bend.
When its bill bill pay
and your in a deadly way.
Say like prey all fit to be flayed,
not knowing you will slave another day.
Bones break,
pipes sing,
boys will wonder,
men hunger…
and loss is a motherfucker.
I know a fool
like your demo knows you.
This the sleep tight that fights the red need in your rest.
The bandaged tins of your heart that a full tour tests.
This the solemn s.o.s. I send unto the depths of situations strength won’t bend,
and best friends cant mend with pure truths, favorite foods, or assassination of an x.
Oh I know, this shit is pleasure and death
like modern day sex,
and you stay weak in the skins of your dick
and the thins of your thicks.
And I know this world will kill,
and beg.
We go together like guns and heads…
These child proof bullets wont kill you.
These child like women wont feel you.


Lyrics submitted by Malhavic

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