Lyrics:
Fade to black desolate frontier
You look for a soul and you pierce the tear
you finger the hole but there's just nothing thereyeah
Head on your
on the tip of my fingers
No hole in the head
Just one through the chest
That's a holy death that lingers
And I'm over the dread that comes with regret
I'm
to the outside of my mind
Red dirty fingers poking holes in alibis
When all I ever wanted was your life
And all I ever told myself were lies
The condescension
A malfunction lingers, I hear it
Black holes at its fingers
All hope's lost
Like a lost ship in outer space
Robots, once slaves, are now claiming their own
my life
Land on my mind here
Washing my worries
I'll never forget
What's it like
Sand between
My fingers
I feel like
A hole in the ground
I could die
missin' Hit the button, make his body get to twitchin
Bullets leave a fat hole, Peter Griffin Stackin' chicken, he ain't good, finger lickin
Bullets leave
All the times we slip
Slither down the dark hole
Fingers point from old windows
An eerie shadow falls
Walking on the spot
Make sure that I'm alive
His fingers punch holes in the sky
(And all the little Christs I count
Are covered in the breathwhite snow
And all the little Christs I call
Are
Beginning of the universe
Bursts out your nose
History explodes
Since the day you were born
It's in your nature
Finger up the hole
Dig for gold
Dig for gold
With our fingers we make million holes
We run and we fall into pot holes
On a mission to savor the world oooh
We peek at the sky through tree holes
calendar past blurred sunsets cinders flying
In his heart his heart his fingers
Punch holes in the sky
All the little Christs I count
Lucifer over London
in my soul as I finger every hole...
And as I roll the ball I cry, "Let me bowl or let me die!"
I'm Almighty Malachi, the bowling god.
The smell
the bong
Can I get a?
Let's smoke that bowl, hit the bong
And then take that finger off of that hole
Plug it, unplug it
Don't strain, I love you, Mary
the bong
Can I get a?
Let's smoke that bowl, hit the bong
And then take that finger off of that hole
Plug it, unplug it
Don't strain, I love you, Mary
Bang! Bang!
Itchy finger?
Pull the trigger!
Bang! Bang!
Itchy finger?
Pull the trigger!
Bang! Bang!
Itchy finger?
Pull the trigger!
I’ve been waiting
and clear
You left your finger print, you ain't gotta be there
I'm just waiting 'till you dig a hole big enough to put your whole body in
Then I'm goin'
and clear
You left your finger print, you ain't gotta be there
I'm just waiting 'till you dig a hole big enough to put your whole body in
Then I'm goin'
keep pounding
You push your fingers into holes
Of what my questions left
And as I drown your mouth in red
You fear what I will ask next
I violate
Fingers clutch my head
Gouge my eyes you want me dead
Inside you no hope for me
In a void of complacency
Black hole
I've seen this all before
Black hole
uninvited guts
Pointer finger plug a hole in the damn
Ma notice, "OK gross, dinner's over, go spit", pop call "bullshit"
Both of my brothers break in, like
keep me comin' back every time
But I can't put my finger on it
No, I can't put my finger on it
Might be that hole in her back pocket
Could be those
When i feel low
you help me to grow
so high my fingers pierce
holes in the sky
like towers so tall
they easily fall
and I´ve never learned
how to fly
When i feel low
you help me to grow
so high my fingers pierce
holes in the sky
like towers so tall
they easily fall
and I´ve never learned
how
Black smoke fills the air!
Cleansed by fire.
Cunt spread wide.
Playing with the folds of skin.
Puss and feces permeate.
Finger fucking holes for
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