Lyrics:
Direction taken by Love's camel
That'is my religion and my faith
Come on
Na mokili Nzabe a sala biloko na bisso mabalé na mibalé oh
Muasi na mobali moyi na
a monster a giant, with no heart, no limbs, no desire. This is not a suicide letter. I just want to get a real close look at death, touch his matted hair as I
it's all the same
And her diary lies
Dusty by her side
Caus the last page she wrote were some unfinished love letter notes Chorus
I've been
do that, Cuzzi relax)
I am that man of the match (yes), I am the one with the belt
They know when I step in the building
But this ain't no Saved by
ever had
But I love you, yes, I really do
That's a lot of writing about your day
And sending letters by pigeon
That's a lot of "I miss you"s
were telling the truth
There was no way of knowing
I used to find you just by chance
At the back of a concert bar you had me in a trance
And I read
for me
So read your books and write me letters
Call your problems out by name
But you never changed
No, you never changed
It's still hurting
But
A bunch of torn up letters in the trash with a dried up pen
An empty bottle of wine and these four walls caving in
The moonlight shining is
back to last summer
Last summer, last summer
I wonder if she ever got my letters
We got a story for the masses
The kind of love that'll never turn
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters
Lately it's not hard to destroy me
My body feels so weak and fragile
I think that I need you here by me
I think that I need you here
I'll tell you
love it should let it
Let be
Be free
Free me
You'll see
I got a bone to pick wit a skeleton me a skeleton key
A letter to queens and by queens i mean
in a church to a circus of freaks
We the last ones to lay down, first on our feet
So stay down or get hurt by what lurks in the deep
Free the perps
If I wrote it in your letter then it don't mean shit
I am a liar, a dirty wire
You could name my body but it'll make you sick
You have a savior
block tavern
By the Salvation Army
And the plumbers supply
The old downtown mission
Has John 3:16 painted
In all capital letters
Above cans full
of one-percenters don't exist
I wine and dine with letters as a pleasure opiate
To bring my mind back to the center ???fore the medics open it
So here's another
Pictures Letters Ordinary objects all collected there
A memorial
And I thought of ones on highways or set by gravestones
All the things you see there
embarrassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on
Strumming my pain
embarrassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on
Strumming my pain
embarrassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on
Strumming my pain
embarrassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on
Strumming my pain
embarrassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on
Strumming my pain
The sun, it orbits around flat earth witch trials
Blood letters penned by leech collectors
Against the grain
Burned at the stake
Deities fill
Steal a letter behead
When my head is unweaving
And I can't see the air
I need something to breathe
This ain't how it's gonna be
And I'm
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