ROSES OF RED' WILL BE BLED
VIOLETS WILL BE CUT AND BURNED TO ASHES
IN REMEMBRANCE OF THE MADNESS.
SO VIOLENT BUT MOTHER I SWEAR ITS JUST THE PASSIONS
PASSION PASSION. I SWEAR THEY KNOW MY NAME ALREADY
BUT THEY KEEP ASKING ASKING. ASKING ME IF IT'S REALLY ME, OH YES.
NO ACTING OVER HERE YET ALL I GET IS MORE ACTION THAN LIGHTS GET TRAFFIC
MORE CUT LIKE SHE'S A DIRECTOR FOR REAL BUT,
WHY YOU WIDDLE.
SILLY RABBIT I'M THAT HARD AT EASE. KNOCK THAT PUSSY OFF TIL IT LEAVES.
ROCKING A LOT OF CHERRIES AND PEACHES OUT OF TREES
WHEN I GO OUT WITH A HONEY NUT ITS FOR THE BEES.
AND THAT'S WORD UP FOR YOU WORD UP FOR THE BIRDIES IN ONE THAT I DREAM
Simplest Dope
Simply dope with a hint of Hennessy and diluted coke as I, toast to the
remedies and rapid growths deeply rooted in my heavily polluted and
secluded post-high, higher than my prior dose induced .
Syndicating
every so often I dedicate this to my Everest every every avarice and
my, ever so many but mostly very lucid baby boo's, my two-bit lady
crews. To clarity bringing the far distant closest making
it hard to miss that acid hostess with her bloody shoes.
Simply the
coldest. Buried so much off random on red rum I had to behead them as my
bitches varied, some Marilyn some Manson. I hit that thought and rose Mary, did those drops and seen how a cherry pop, goes and never stops.
Dealing perfectly from a mental note, simply perfect peelings of pills
once coated to heal things, reveal, symbolic hope! Idiom! So much for
what my pencil wrote for Def Jam and Interscope, without a shout my soul
awoke and then, highly my spirit spoke. Saying, they maybe but I am,
for the love of God - μυρδος "demotic" Romeς
Swear I damn
near bent and broke my tone! So we're too weird to comment on, and/or
come near to hear a song best meant for Word is Bond. Exempt and free
from the grim, contemptuousness and the wrong, to serve as one. Rarely
shown for the love yet, let alone, the fuck of being knowN.
AND SHE CRIES
SO MUCH FOR THE LULLABIES, GOOD BYE
HER LOVE KEEPS PASSING ME, BY
AND NO MATTER HOW MUCH I SIT AND TRY
I TRY TO FIND THE REASONS WHY
SHE ALWAYS COMES RIGHT BACK TO ME
WITH A LITTLE PEACE OF MIND
AND A BIGGER PIECE OF MINE
SAYING OH BABY AND YOU KNOW ITS A BEEN A WHILE
AND ITS A LITTLE PASS TIME
O YEA WITH HER SMILE AND HER GRIN,
I FALL, ONCE AGAIN, WITH HER SMELL AND HER TOUCH
MY WHOLE WIDE WORLD BEGINS TO SPIN
IN A RUSH
AND JUST BEFORE, I KNOW I'M IN CONTROL OF THIS
SHE GRABS A HOLD OF A LITTLE BIT MORE
AND BY THE TIME IT ALL ENDS I'LL BE IN HER HANDS
AND SHE'LL BE HOLDING ON TO ME, AS I'M PULLING DOWN HER PANTS
BUT, OH NO, SHE'LL BE COLDER THEN...
SO COLD, SO MUCH ICE YES, ALL OVER, SO UNREAL YEA...
I CAN'T FEEL HER, IS THIS LIFE? NO
SHE DON'T KNOW, JUST HOW COLD, OH, JUST HOW COLD SHE FEELS TO ME...
AND O BUT I, SWEAR...
INSIDE MY SOUL, UNDER MY SKIN
I BURN ALIVE, MY LOVE, MY LIMBS
WON'T CATCH A FIRE, CAN'T FEEL THE WIND.....
AND I JUST DON'T KNOW WHO OR WHERE I AM
OH.... AND THE LIGHTS ARE OFF AGAIN
WELL I KNOW NOW
YES I THINK I KNOW WHATS HAPPENING
BUT STILL I.. THINK I NEED YOU..YES AND I...
THINK I.... REALLY NEED YOU... ONCE AGAIN... TONIGHT...MY DEAR FRIEND
BUT OH NO OH NO I. (ONCE AGAIN YEA) THINK I KNOW....
SAID I KNOW LORD... O THAT SHE'LL NEVER BE ANY GOOD FOR ME....
STILL I, NO, THIS AIN'T EASY... SHES UNTRUE YEA
AND LORD I THINK THE DEVILS AFTER ME....
AND I THINK HE'S KNOWS SHE NEEDS ME
I CAN'T LEAVE HER,NO
OR HIM ON HER WINGS
BUT
SHE JUST CAN NOT EXPRESS WHAT IT IS
SHE JUST CAN'T EXPLAIN WHAT ITS LIKE TO BE....
RIGHT HERE NEXT TO ME
AND OH, SHE CRIES
SO MUCH FOR THE LULLABIES, GOOD BYE
- MURDOC AND THE MAYNIAX
