From the album
The Stomach For It
Sitting all alone by candle light.
Dreaming of the times we had, while I drink away the bad.
It sure beats looking in your eyes when you're crying.
O, My dear... tell me you won't let go.
Tonight, we will burn whats left of pieces..
I'll deworm your silly sense of word
I'll search for words tonight
Never again will I ignite a flame
A flame that can't be tamed.
Little girl, play in the street
The cars will come and ruin this dream.
Tie off a knot just to call me your own...
I'll give up my throne, though that much has been known.
Smile at all costs...
Just don't let her get away.
The ministers smoking...
But you didn't hear that from me.
But she isn't joking...
And all she can taste is my seed.
Stroking and croaking is not worth me cloaking to hide from a life on my knees.
Stroking and croaking is better than soaking in all of this sick tendencies.
I will learn to lie.
You're dreaming of a life...
A life that I can't give.