Sally eats shoelaces, straw and string But she won't eat cole slaw or anything Her mother says is good for her, she says she's had enough Her father
This is where we are. This is why we come here, always calling out your name. Stinging in my eye, listen how it hurts to hear your voice. I've fallen
Home laboratory turned mortuary Experimental transplants and surgery Using bleach and corrosives to make zombies Gaping cranium sutured with epoxy Homemade
Pushing too hard- trying too hard Force against force- negates itself You grind & you grind Time after time So tightly wound so tightly bound A strangling
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I'm driving myself out of my mind. Cold feet in these old shoes that I can't throw out. I think about it too hard. Some way, somehow, I know I have to
Tes lacets sont des fees, tu marches dessus Tu les laisses trainer, tu marches dessus Mes lacets sont des fees, je marche dessus Je les laisse trainer
So far from where I started So many different paths to take And I never said I'm sorry For all the promises I didn't break Where did it go, the bond
I tried to kill the pain but only brought more i lay dying and i'm pouring crimson regret and betrayal i'm dying, praying, bleeding and screaming am
Interrupt this call... Reasons seem to be incomprehensible, But it's not you or me. This is what I see, Something here is wrong, Someone here is wrong
Friendship never meant so much Until I stumbled across an old letter. You marked it with a kiss I could still smell you as if you were right there As
She's made of hair and bone and little teeth and things I cannot speak she comes on like a crippled plaything spine is just a string I wrapped our love
She's made of hair and bone and little teeth and things I cannot speak she comes on like a crippled plaything spine is just a string I wrapped our
I paid the mob their fee so no one can touch me. You see, you gotta' pay the Don so he can wet his beak. Wait, got a situation here. I'll consult whitecoat
poi lasciami qui Uh ih uh ih lacio drom E festa festa, fai festa festa... Fai festa festa festa festa Nella tua testa Uh ih uh ih lacio drom
( Marilyn Manson Cover ) I'm made of hair and bone and little teeth And think I cannot speak I come on like a crippled plaything My spine is just
[Words: Ritter, Music: Lenaire] [Scientology (Dianetics)] Listen to Ron Hubbard's son "Dad was con-man number one Through black magic dabbling And