There is a hole in the world There's a hole in me Treading On Thin Ice Between the worlds This is the sweet thing Come on and taste It Cold wind sweeps
been driving around with a burnt out headlight, you'll have to excuse me. when i crack wise just laugh to amuse me. who me, a raver? do me a favor
red mud I clench my fists and deliver pain I still live on, and laugh in deaths face Because nobody will take me alive Frantic horses upon the red field
admit though When it flips snow Rain or hail I tweek It's the bad knees in the jealous rebel in me telling me that it's me I seen it all the saw sings
red cunt of time And I wait for him too To take me to the house and the harvest Where the children wait Where silence scrams Immaculate red phases
