You'll say you sleep without a bed (I won't ever complain) And bruises, progressive Refusing the slightest hand Sleeping on a bed of sausage Picking scabs, I'll find a prize or two And as the stomachs...
I'm the appropriated bastard son with a replicated ulterior intention Shifting morals and fundamentals Classified as a mad rabid pit bull Angst and anger, guided motive Urban life has made me...
Dear dead dear friend Hold my breath, steal my pulse, kill my pet The cargo sank with the bloated vessel And it never changed the water level Feel no pain Need no mercy Reach into a moonlit sea...
Disorder, disorder The time snaps inside the memory Twist the knife of slavery Force the knowledge of many things, the reason gives A silent hand me down, insanity Whispers things I do not need To...
A disengaged lever and a pregnant pause Left an open door to the sea the flawless launch of a hopeless cause Made thou holier than thee Love that audience, love that smell There must be something else...
The clockwork Sawing its way through So filthy Anchors in my hips So filthy I always knew that word The one you drag out of me I always knew that word Clean me away Like clockwork Always in your mind...