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You were crawling up my street with your x.o. armor on
pinpoint eyeballs on your face while my eyes wore a yawn
maybe I was sleeping but I'm certainly not dumb
I could see you creeping cuz you left a trail of scum
the street outside my bedroom was calling out my name
while you were chewing through my walls to lay eggs in my brain
stained glass windows in my head are shaking in their panes
shattered pieces swim my blood like glitter in my veins
maybe I'm not breathing but I'm certainly not dead
so tell me why you're leaving when you just got into bed
are the streets outside the building listing all your sins
while you burrow in my sheets laying eggs under my skin
even with your best approach you come on like a roach
you scratch and you feed and you itch and you bleed me
straight down to my bones
something I just don't need
and now you feel so alone tonight
- Album:
- Boys
- Crimes Of Passion
- Endless Flowers
- Summer Of Hate
- Crybaby Demon / U Sexy Thing
- Cockroach
- Rock & Folk : 100% Rock Indé
- Sampler, Volume 27
- Un printemps 2012 volume 3
- 1234
- Endless Flowers (Deluxe Version)
- Endless Flowers (Bonus Edition)
- Piccadilly Records 2012 Sampler
- Endless Flowers - Single
- Sunday (Psychic Conversation #9)
- Sunday (Psychic Conversation #9) - Single
- Sunday b/w Fascist Cops
- "Sunday (Psychic Conversation #9)" b/w Fascist Cops
- VISIONS: All Areas, Volume 140
- Sleep Forever