To The 69 Rock - The Note lyrics

rate me

I am lovesick and laden with bullets for arms,

Sound the alarms.

These words like daggers as they fill my lungs,

And my tongue is mischief,

In an honest mans clothes.

I'm a horrible dancer,

And you're a horrible lover.

Together we will look horrible forever,

And modesty, I will show...not.

In keeping with context,

And those matter of facts,

Dreaming leads to deafness and

The dead will go on swimming in the shallows,

Playing off their souls in the cocaine white,

Falling for the most beautiful eyes.

Mad with tension,

We will shake to the beat of one nightmare,

And make love to the pound of my head.

Masochism be thy name.

Mother please hold my head up high,

While I harbor the horror of her honesty,

In my line of sight.

Shifting with gears less oiled than,

A glorified madman and his drug addicted wife.

Morphine for the kids so they may,

Go out and play with a silent bang.

We are but ignorance all laughing without consequence,

Reveling in dissonance and we don't know this.

Sex me up.

We are all sleeping surround in a cadence, profound and malicious.

We are the clockwork spinning with the doctor grinning superstitious.

We are all gone, and lost, and subconsciously killing ourselves.

We are but momentary pleasure and self inflicted beyond measure.

We are all drugged.

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Thanks to tim_nack