All the people that I know have gotten strange,
they wear the faces of the horse, they see through eyes as black as tar, they stare at nothing but the sun,
they digest nothing but the rain, they wash their backs off with the wind,
they read about nothing more than pain.
And t

When the sea needs blood and I speak insane.
When I live you die and you love the pain but the scars on my legs still hold me down so I sleep in the mud and I live underground.
The abuse I take the abuse I give, it makes you good and it makes you live so I burn in disguise and I burn i

No I don't need it.
I walk like a flesh wound I'm too tightly wound.
You're old and you're dried up, you're swollen and drowned but I'm hollow as you are, you're hollow as me.
I'm hollow as you are, you're screwed up as me. No I don't need it.

This style of living the more I think, the more I think this means out.
This style of living the more I think, the more I think this means it.
No more drowning and the answer, see how my silence leaks... see how my fingers have folded, folded and crumble when speak.
I see my life

You smell like burning luggage, lighting fires on the hillsides,
You remind me of alaska and other places that i've been to,
But i've been swimming in the noises of all these other people,
Trying to hold it all together and pretend like everything's like normal.

But, i'm down,<

Motionless, slow and melted, tilted downward like a dying bird.
Is anybody here? Her nose was bleeding red like gunpowder. I have seen the wind blow through her.
The people in here are sick and cold.
Motionless wearing strange wings, doing bad things, dripping wet like glass.

Darling you know the way we move can seem fitful,
we pretend ourselves to be graceful.
I'm sorry but you know we could learn to be forceful,
and pretend ourselves to be grateful.
Darling you know I don't mean to seem wasteful.
we pretend ourselves to be graceful.
I'm sorr

Sixteen days I wasted in you
when all you were is rain and sixteen times I promised you that you'd never see me again.
Sixteen days I wasted in you,
your pitty cracks like wood and I would be your deepest nightmare if I only could.

I'm not here
I'm looking out into the distance,
I'm not here
I'm looking back against the tour of "Black Black" "Black Black"
You can't make me stay, I am not like you are. I won't stay in L.A. and die inside my car
You're cut out from my memory.
I thought that we'd never

AAAA--------------------------
Throw me down the river
take me to the dogs
leave me in the cold ice
my little women of war
throw me down the river
take me to your home
tell me there will be sunshine
but don't throw me
Away--------------------------
An

Why is it you don't talk to me when I'm filled with paste and I'm filled with powder,
I know I'm supposed to let it break my knees.
All I see is what I want to see and it's a defined line. But it's alright, it all leads to silence.
We all find our own sad reasons, a European night

She died during a thunderstorm, on the darkest morning in years, and I was ruined and undone and left raining like a leaf.
It was fourteen degrees below on a screeching March 23. Don't look me in the eyes now, there ain't nothing in there to see.
Jet black, slick and wide and glued to

-secret words- It's too long but I caught it,
it's too nice but I breathe, it's too easy but I now know the mud has dried I never lied and I turned my back to leave.
It's alive and I need it, you're too deep and I sink, it's too late now to change it, I turn my head and lick my heart a

Comeback Thursday... Thursday. Want to see a storm? And it must sting living lean like an olive and it must Sting when you don't trust your own sight, and you must Think that there's no one else as al

Comeback Thursday... Thursday.
Want to see a storm?
And it must sting living lean like an olive and it must sting when you don't trust your own sight, and you must think that there's no one else as alone as you are, and you must know for once in your life you're right.
And I will

South east Tyger river is swollen and all the divers were left there to die, swimming in circles like lizards under blackened and swollen skies.
They're nothing but cold little demons; they're nothing but scared little mice.
They're nothing but cold little demons, swimming back and for

It's getting harder to resist, I'm pulling powder from the walls, guess we all have wicked friends.
But it's the piles and piles of pepper on the shadows and the eyelids, it's the blindness of my close friends and the days and the days of nothing.
It's the days and the days of nothing.

We've had to expect much less.
I don't know the half.
We bend ourselves to the eyes.
I had to expect much less.
You don't know the half.
You lend yourself to the eyes.

She spoke to me in rhythms, every move a picture
I notice things that no one wants to see
I could hardly stand to listen
She's shimmering like an eardrum
I'm seeing things that no one wants to see
I'll leave you
I'll leave you, that's alright, just more time for me
Yo

Fool, you left the camels bleeding... bleeding,
waiting for me in the scorching hot sun. Warm. You're swelling like a thumb... dying.
Fool, my legs are torn and scratched and needing... needing needing the help of your soft sticky hands.
Warm. They watch us with their syrup slow e