I am ten toes down To leave you ten toes up In a hearse with the windows up Belly up off that cheap wine Relax Kick the bucket seats back Recline while we decline You have the hand of Antigone I can see it in your jeans (genes) You have suicidal tendencies And this might be the end of me Cus its a rough route watching you get rubbed out Til’ the suns out But damnit If I have a hand in it can it still pass for abstinence? Passive masochist, pushin your faith aside As I take your thighs on a ride to the great divide Face the sky innocent sinner While I guide your Little Man in the Boat across the Styx River Your body quivers beautifully As Jodeci sings the eulogy
An eye for an eye so we’re bound the same The candle’s lit and now you’re going down in flames To rise like a Phoenix, the sound remains And rigor mortis sets in Now I’m your best friend My destiny’s with Persephone So its only right you get the best of me Or whats left of me Rest in peace to the lifeless Closed casket, You don’t want your fam to see you like this Your body fights in a desperate act of self-preservation Gettin off at your Final Destination Respiration is strained, take your last breath As we exchange these Faces of Death Come on.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
