Lyrics:
peeling
Past undone
Suddenly, I can't justify
What I had become
The paint is old and peeling
The shutters show some cracks
There's a heavy limb on the apple tree
That's got to be cut back
There's some water in
lives wasted away
Month to month, year to year
They all run together
Time measured by the peeling of paint on the luncheonette wall
They sat
and swing
Ain't that so
Cross the street
who's ringing bells?
Peeling walls
Of cheap hotels
Neon flare
A sudden chill
And there you lie
And time
All the photographs are peeling
And colors turn to gray, he's stayin'
In his room with memories for days, he faced
An undertow of futures laid
Banana peeling back his foreskin
He wants everybody to eat it
Banana peeling back his peel
He wants you to eat his penis
Turn into a stranger
Painted on a layer
To hide
Colours peeling
Falling ceilings
Lay aside my pride
Turn into a stranger
Painted on a layer
To hide
to the girls
Peeling out of sight
Spending all my money on a Saturday night
Honey, I just wonder what you do there in back of your pink Cadillac
Pink
I feel my pistols pop
From the peelings that you drop
A disco duck on the disco bus
Maybe you'll reach the top
Play what you feel and it's cool
Sky-high in the galleria
Walking around on a neon afternoon
So nice to see you
Skulking around High Plains Drifter
Peeling it down
Peeling it
pain
Peeling the skin from his eyes
Watch him die according to plan
He's dust on ground, what did we learn?
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
away.
Prayed into each other
You stood in the air
And the ceiling are rising
And falling.
The ceiling are shining
And slow
Peeling tongues from
Losing my voice, was it worth the fucking price?
Stretched to the limit, peeling, ignite
Taking me slowly, it's close and tight
Stretched to the limit,
pain
Peeling the skin from his eyes
Watch him die according to plan
He's dust on ground, what did we learn?
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Ooh
like a rose in a thorn bush
Like all the colors of a royal flush
And he's peeling off those dollar bills
Slapping them down
One hundred, two hundred
When I see your picture
Try not to be bitter
But that shit still lingers
Keep people a stranger
So I can feel safer
So many years later
Still peeling
Every second cost a minute hold up nigga watch me get it
Peeling checks peeling checks
Peeling checks stacking up my digits I'm just
Peeling checks
like a rose in a thorn bush
Like all the colors of a royal flush
And he's peeling off those dollar bills
Slapping them down
One hundred, two hundred
Turn into a stranger
Painted on a layer to hide
Colours peeling
Falling ceiling
Lay aside my pride
Turn into a stranger
Painted on a layer
pressed tight to the wall
She hears murmurs low
The paper is peeling
Her eyes staring straight at the ceiling
Maybe they're there
Or maybe it's
hanging with
But I found a fix
That's why I'm drinking my feelings
And beer label peeling and feeling
Alright, alright
I've been sipping and slipping
more
Peeling away the scar to bleed
Peeling again a growing seed
Accept the consequence
Unlike our differences
Shameless and painless
Reflect
pain
Peeling the skin from his eyes
Watch him die according to plan
He's dust on ground, what did we learn?
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Ooh
Beating heart of raw velocity.
Words paint high-octane escapade.
Vocals match asphalt-peeling intensity.
Ode to freedom's throttle.
Beating
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