We're the boys jailed in a horse's skull Nailed our ears to a feral glittery drone The only things that make our blood feel like blood, Are stealing cars and watching lightning bolts fuck So don't look away, every day's the same Every song's the same in this sanitized exploding airplane
Well I got shot in the face, it's all on videotape So c'mon, watch the blood, it's pouring commercial-free [x2]
We're the girls chewing styrofoam, Pulling out wigs under a monochrome glow The only line that's talking us into bed, Is the freeway's static hiss drilling holes in our heads So don't look away form the clouds leaking rust The kingdom of heaven reeks of burning witches and dust.
Well I got shot in the face, it's all on videotape So c'mon, watch the blood, it's pouring commercial-free [x2]
Seven items dripped out the back in my head: One big war and one color red, One vulgar leg and one designer tree, Two stallions and a pound of confetti
Oh, salvation! Hollow lightning, so skeletal... Shipwrecked freeways! Concrete ribcage, so boring... [x2]
Well I got shot in the face, it's all on videotape So c'mon, watch the blood, it's pouring commercial-free [x2]
We ride, we ride skeletal lightning, Vacant as a womb that's miscarriedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
