I wear my sickness like a, like a wedding band I've been touching myself all day with a hammer and nail The flat-footed, mule-faced-fucker, the shit-bird-derelict-king I drew a portrait of how I think I'd look with my hands around my own throat
And if you could If you could see me now
I have all the makings of a despicable man, all the qualifications of your best friends And if this were allowed, I'd come over and show you what makes a man, making a man, making a man, man, man, made a man If that girl could see me now Fingers like a bookmark, reaching into my chest and saving that empty page
If you could If you could see me now
I'm just a face connected to an appetite, demanding self abuse I feed myself by the handful like your kids at a petting zoo I'm just a face connected to an appetite, demanding self abuse I feed myself by the handful like your kids at a petting zooTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
