And She Sits There By The Wall
Making Holes Where
Dear God In Heaven
I Feel For You
Dear God
I need alcohol
Because it opens my blood
I need
The Sun Is An Acid Eye
We're Corroded With Pleasure
I'll walk fifteen steps across the room
I'll stay there
These are the things I hold onto
These are the things
get drunk
get drunk
breathe in
breathe in
don't breathe
don't breathe
blackout,
Hold onto my hand
Hold onto my unborn hand
Feel what I'll
There's blood on your hands,
Baby, baby,
There's blood on your hands,
Mama's
Take this glass of water, hold it in your hand.
Drink
The secret sign of a charmed existence
Is the shiny
Get into this car
Get into this car
Bow your head down
Your
The punishment fits the crime
Nothing beats mutilation
Humiliations a disease
No
And I, I've been lonely
And I, I've been blind
And I,
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