Letra de Modern Art Bewilders
Humans are flammable at misery Monday As accent lick the fondant bell My teenage heart stomps out for geek static You don't say what you do not sing with your eyes Which is fine by meLaced laid heckler to black cell ballast My fuck castle un-submarined (shh) Self-wanted both her realms to be daft You do not say that which you do not sing with your eyes Which is fine by me, fine by meMy mind like a puck on the ice When I'm being withholding, that's me trying to be nice Trying to be niceTrying to be niceFalling in love with you all over again Inveterate troublemaker Falling in love with you all over again(Beheading games) I don't need God, if I have you What would I do with it?Falling in love with you all over again In the depths of your ignoranceAs wolf-wife you do suffer Hormone catheters stain your crown Black Sabbath that's an easy upper Ego in flames beheading gamesArctic brats breaking their glass hymens Hear them shatteringI was looking in the dirty mirror, trying to be anyone Less ugly when nobody's around He asked me if my experience with suicide has always been sex positive As the bartender kicked away the stool for reaching top shelf mescal He told me that the head he gives is queer, he is straight It's impossible to make it to the end without feeling cold Though I'm just waiting on a friendI'm just waiting