You got stars in your sunglasses mona lisa has got nothing on you im seeing angels the angels of death you've got pallid features and carbon breath like
Ill be sure to roll off your back so that i'm not on your mind i stick my hands in my back pockets and stare back what you dont feel you dont feel alive
every place i've been's a shimmering sea of degredation and all their eyes are drying blood over my midnight shoulder i could pity their vain ignorance
The say these colors don't run But they bleed in your face like a bully spitting up a bad taste after being knocked down a few pegs you sigh as hard
i wandered miles in the rain i hunted miles in my old man's shoes i was singing i was singing songs my mother sang to me i hear where you're comin from
heard spitting shards of vitriol jagged thoughts they're all that i've got shredding my soul jagged words are all i've heard spitting shards of vitriol jagged thoughts
as if on cue to replace my own tattered body the moon is bright there's sadness in your eyes a desperate evening stretches out before us wine and cigarettes
So alone the ghosts of ex-lovers haunt me like they haunt this town broken life broken dreams and a fucked up heart i've got a bottle of bargain scotch
constellations of corpses hovering hateful hymns intimate our world dangerous we smile kisses as if we'll see each other again turn it out id-bunkered
you fell in love with a brash young thing an unpredictable man lately i've been working every night so i guess you say i've stayed my hand people in
The year is growing old under a cloudy sky like pouring new wine into an old glass we'll drink the bottle dry just walk with me to the end of the night
i've found a new religion every morn a new mantra it's not that now i don't believe everything i'm told or read overheard and over said i'm just not
