(Spider:) I want your head. I want your wicked parts. I want to - TopicsExpress



          

(Spider:) I want your head. I want your wicked parts. I want to wring out your evil thoughts. I want to eat out your bitter heart. I want your soul to sing six words harmony Of all the pigs that might tempt me. I know youre sick alone and I’m telling everyone everything. So scratch it on the wall of your coffin on your sick day home: And when your lover loves to cheat theres another you can meet It’s a short pier, its a long walk home You gotta show me where it hurts, There’s a beast and a burden Kicking, spitting on your bathroom floor. This is your life this is your life andWhen I’m done its over a little bit more. Good things die all the time, God bless your heart, vengeance is mine. Kiss me like you mean goodbye, said the spider to the fly. When all those times you thought that you were wrong, you were right. (Fly:) So if I fight the good fight will hairlines recede? Will lines deepen in face to craft a look of defeat? I feel the end is near my little Monday night whore, My little Saturday night became a Sunday remorse. When its all over America, The Godless game show heathens. This is your life, this is your life, At last my good friend we are even. I know I’ll never lose an arm, never stay up staring at the phone. Ill never rot up with disease dont you bury me and leave, Don’t you leave me in the ground alone. You gotta show me where it hurts, never creamate me to burn, Never chop me up and throw me to sea. You’ll never have to find the words they come spilling unrehearsed, But you and I will never find that peace. Good things die all the time, God bless your heart, vengeance is mine. Kiss me like you mean goodbye, said the spider to the fly. When all those times you thought that you were wrong, you were right. Good things die all the time, God bless your heart, vengeance is mine. Kiss me like you mean goodbye, said the spider to the fly. When all those times you thought that you were wrong, you were right. Good things die all the time, God bless your heart, vengeance is mine. Kiss me like you mean goodbye, said the spider to the fly. When all those times you thought that you were wrong, you were right.
Posted on: Mon, 10 Nov 2014 01:54:34 +0000

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