The air raids at night, are keeping things serene.
thepresident&'s men are closing in on me.
and thecrosshair grin you hold me in still doest not propose anargument convincing me to shed the devil&'s clothes. electrodes to spine.
tongeuning my wounds clean. that&'s when the nightmare stops.
oh yeah I had adream, I had a dream.
it went - shackled to the lover ofanother in a chapel so pristine.
baptisted as atheists.
I never felt so clean.
the more I hear dove&'scry, the less I want to fly.
the more I hear them cryingout...
when does the seizure end?
when does thecyanide kick in?
I&'d like to hike you up over thiswaste of love and back again.
oh my mistress sweetdistress your dress is bringing it all back to me.
and weare closer then whores caught up in a roundabout in hell. twilight isnt in the dark on this one you can play me out onthe hotel floor.
the more I hear doves cry.
this iswhere the plot it thickens.
not behind the ribs but belowthe truth.
you can use your sleuth, cause I&'m beggingfor proof.
when does the seizure end?
when does thecyanide kick in?
I&'d like to hike you up over thiswaste of love and back again.
oh my mistress sweetdistress your dress is bringing it all back to me.
and weare closer then whores caught up in a roundabout.
no needto run away.
the pig was snuffed and laid.
we saythis happening all on the front page.
this is the lasttime we bet on landmines.
we&'ve got a lot riding onthis one.
so save your bullets for the call back. we&'ve got a lot riding on this one.
don&'t turnyour back till you see the blood flow black