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All Dressed Up...
03:14
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Head on Fire, mind is bubblin’
Fickle little witch is causin’ trouble again
Feelin’ Nauseous and seein’ double again
Hands are cuffed while she’s out gurglin’
Nights are cold my legs are tremblin’
Roll over in bed and she’s not there again
All dressed up in lipstick red
Tonight I’ll sleep somewhere else instead
Doesn’t see a ring he’ll recite her some pros
Relieved of inhibition she’ll feel as it flows
Forgot how you feel when she forgets who she knows
Nothing you can do when she lets herself go
She really wants another and she’s letting it show
Petals have been plucked he’s soiled her rose
All dressed up in lipstick red
Tonight I’ll sleep somewhere else instead
Cry and groan and spit and moan it’s
Not my fault your love won’t show
Your selfish ways your blinded wits I
Thought that I could live with this I
Cannot leave I love you most but
You make me feel like you don’t know so
I leave at night to feel the things your
Fear of you won’t let you sew
All dressed up in my lipstick red
Tonight I’ll sleep with someone else instead
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Widow dressed in black
Struts her stuff when she’s away
The red upon her back
Shows the venom in her face
Picking up his worried slack
She sleeps away the day
Then the sickly spit is spat
When a meal comes out to play
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Red rose ribbons paint
Blood red portraits
With rose red incisions on your
Red dress decisions
Keeping karma undressed with
Geranium derision
Your red dress is blessed with
Movements in unison that
Keep you confessed to
What I like best
Your whisper jest
Reminds me of cheap tricks that
Keep you a mess
You can’t best the itch
You let it infest and
Give you a kiss a
Potent little fix
Until the time ticks six and
Still you’re obsessed for
Only a caress and
You play like a fool
Sopping drool
Dribbling little pool with
Waves of duress
Matter of fact
You still love the act you
Play it at face to
Keep up the pace so
Your heart starts a race and
Trips up a space to
Make it unsafe to
Trickle down a fact you
Keep just in case the
Ribbons in you hair quit
Playing it fare and
You’re at odds with the stack
I can’t seem to bare the
Tension in the air then
You’re patients will crack taking
What you gave back
In a sliver of ease you’ll
Appease for a squeeze
Get’em at the knees drink your
Dripping disease
You wriggle in the middle
Beg for please then your
Middle starts to jiggle and your
Wrapped up in sleaze
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(Instrumental)
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4. |
Not Once -- But Twice...
03:39
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Devil walked into the open,
Told a lie his nose kept growing,
Poked my throat not once, but twice
And still I didn't notice,
The reason for this grand ignore was
When I blinked not once, but twice
I could not see him anymore and
Felt myself feel very nice,
After this the only thing I
Could see there before me was you
Standing with those pouty cheeks and
Finger on my nose,
I've felt before, but not like this,
A feeling that could conquer bliss,
Your wings are white and feathers grand but
I love you more than...
Devil walked into the open,
Told a lie his nose kept growing,
Poked my throat not once, but twice
And still I didn't notice,
The reason for this grand ignore was
When I blinked not once, but twice
I could not see him anymore and
Felt myself feel very nice,
After this the only thing I
Could see there before me was you
Standing with those pouty cheeks and
Finger on my nose,
I've felt before, but not like this,
A feeling that could conquer bliss,
Your wings are white and feathers grand but
I love you more than...
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Bleak little leak in the
Home that we keep
The ceiling’s sinking deep
(There’s a fire in the sky)
Your eyes sneak a weep in the
Calmness of our sleep
Wilted writhing in the sheets
(Your ring is missing why?)
Your hands are clawing feet in the
Sickness of a leep
Ethereal dreams of wet deceit
(The water’s fall is nigh)
The wicked words are sweet
We’re both to blame for these
Unaware of what we see
(The rain lets up to sigh)
Wading water from the flood
Tiding yearnings in the blood
Movement hindered by the mud
(Halted gills ram rampant guilt)
Holes to big to plug secrete
Secrets, swarming bugs blocking
Flowers from the bud
(Contaminate the water spilt)
Sopping hands push and tug but the
Shoulders simply shrug
“It’s all beneath the rug”
(Oh no aint got no tilt)
Your moving like a slug
Does the flooding make you snug? ‘cause
The makes you smug
(Drowning spouse in home of silk)
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Cries fly
Sickening lies
Logics blessings
Dare not apply
Cries fly
Sickening lies
Logics blessings
Dare not apply
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There’s a leak
Sunk in deep
In the pleas
Of the thieves
There’s a leak
Sunk in deep
In the pleas
Of the thieves
There’s a leak
Sunk in deep
In the pleas
Of the thieves
There’s a leak
Sunk in deep
In the pleas
Of the thieves
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Jake: High my name’s Jake,
Would you like to go on a date with me?
Date: Ew, no, gross, your hairs receding
What can you do for me?
Jake: I can buy you shiny things that gleam like
Moderately priced rings
Date: ugh, your immodestly moderate lean does nothing for me
And you look very unclean
Jake: Ah, but looks can be deceiving,
Sure I’m skinny but you’ll find my strength quite pleasing
Date Strength is fine, but you look diseasy,
Are you dying of needy?
Jake: No, but I am getting queasy, all this teasing is uneasy
And seem kinda greedy
Date: I’m not greedy I’m picky, you should split lickedy,
Your presence makes me itchy
Jake: Hey, how ‘bout that solo I played earlier
Wasn’t that the best?
Date: It was mediocre, if less,
I need to hear playing that makes me wanna undress
Jake: Well let’s see you do better
If you do something special, than maybe I’ll write you letter
Date: Ugh, I’ve never been so insulted
By a man in such a sweater
Jake: Well I feel better, come to think of it,
What makes you the queen of schmooze?
Date: Well nothing, but I know your type
And you’re bound to lose, swimming in blues…
Jake: HEY where’d you go? -- Where are going? AAWW COME ON…
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Asleep, I’ll sleep with you ‘til morning comes, again
Concede, I’ll cede to you the hours to come, with love
Console, a soul so bright it lights the night, lay still
Relief, a leaf outside falls to the ground, wind blows
Decry, you’ll cry tonight when all is still, again
Inside, you’ll side with him but never leave, wind blows
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