Lyrics:
out mine the most
Skull windows coughing out God plans
Blood red and rusted up
But whatʼd you think I'd do
I'm in a flowering cab line
Iʼm
the moment
Most bright and precious
Stacked up piles of CDʼs
Can you hear the radio singing
Rusted cables and my guitar
Iʼm ready to sing this song for you
have rusted and have twisted
But it feels I'm driving a new car
With you I'm not broken hearted.
lying in the grass
And a rusted chain link fence, a golf cart in a ditch
And the colored flags you pulled from all the holes
Like jewels on your green
Rusted wingspan
frustrated thrower
basting on the tarmac
could we move any slower
SeaTac to Dulles
Richmond to Reno
smooth ride rental
no time for
them back.
Just suck it in and get pressed through this machanic machine
thats rusted and cold and old.
You machanic machine.
Old and cold like the story
cradle
Our lockets long have rusted
His picture worn and weathered
Our hair is in the garden
The roses in our toeses
Our heart are in the blossoms
Our eyes
you are a skeleton of a man with long spider legs and carpenters hands, you stand, abandoned ship, you can't,
a quiet drip from your rusted faucet
switchyards full of old black men
Of graveyards full of rusted automobiles
Good morning America how are you
Said don't you know me I'm your native son
I'm
with death
In its existence
The foul stench of steel, rusted the nature's life
Rhe domain's virtues loosing
Their colours, fading from fear
Their
Busted!
And I can't believe I trusted implicitly
And I lusted for reality
I got rusted anxiety
[Chorus]
Come on, you can tell me
Stop yanking
anything so bad, so bad
Cardboard, masks of all the people I've been
Thrown out with all the rusted
Tangled dented worn-out miseries
You could say, "I'm
love, stay where you are
If you're not in love, stay where you are
I will to you the smell of burning leaves
Rusted windchimes and the feverish glow
with death
In its existence
The foul stench of steel, rusted the nature's life
Rhe domain's virtues loosing
Their colours, fading from fear
Their
Rusted brandy in a diamond glass
Everything is made from dreams
Time is made from honey slow and sweet
Only the fools know what it means
The drivers side is hanging off and rusted
And as for me I don't want to get adjusted
So I'll head out of this cage before they shut the gate
Keep up oh
yet
Ford car, Ford car, Ford car's all rusted
But that Ford car's my favorite car
Gonna make that engine go
Mercury now, Mercury, Mercury's got
feel like rusted nails.
I am the son of rejection.
So hold me to the light.
Tell me it's right to feel dead inside.
I won't break, not today.
I
Which is in essence what you might believe was your life
Was never even a part of it
Check mate... hey!
The rusted screws
Serve a purpose
Bend
of the country
In a corner of the barn, the pickup rusted out
By too many years
I can see your mouth is moving
You are saying something
Probably asking us
And this city rusted worn.
Has pulled us way.
Past torn and fast enough.
We'll never get away.
And I won't see you.
Fuck this fight away.
And if you
little he had, from him it was taken
For in the small things he could not be trusted
Arrow head, arrow head run motor city rusted
Nailed to the floor by
kiss
Thinking I'm dying, choking as I burn
As evil dies within me
Sewing me back together
Here again my heart is rusted through
Look at yourself
each other
Fraternal dissection
Detritus of a cold cook medical waste
Keech of those that were burked medical waste
Sweetmeats hung from rusted
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