were the boys jailed in a horses skull.
we nailed our ears to a feral glittery drone.
the only thing that makes our blood feel like blood
is stealing cars and watching lightning bolts fuck.
so dont look away, every days the same,
every songs the same in this sanitized exploding airplane.
well I got shot in the face, its all on videotape
so come on, watch the blood, its pouring commercial-free
well i got shot in the face, its all on videotape
so come on, watch the blood, its pouring commercial-free
were the girls chewing styrofoam
pulling our wigs under a monochrome glow.
the only line thats talking us into bed
is the freeways static hiss drilling holes in our heads, so
so dont look away from the clouds leaking rust
the kingdom of heaven reeks of burning witches and dust.
well i got shot in the face, its all on videotape
so come on, watch the blood, its pouring commercial-free
well i got shot in the face, its all on videotape
so come on, watch the blood, its pouring commercial-free
seven items dripped out the back of my head:
one big war and one color red
one vulgar leg and one designer tree
two stallions and a pound of confetti.
oh, salvation!
hollow lightning, so skeletal...
shipwrecked freeways!
concrete ribcage, so boring...
oh, salvation!
hollow lightning, so skeletal
shipwrecked freeways!
Well I got shot in the face, its all on videotape
so come on, watch the blood, its pouring commercial-free
well i got shot in the face, its all on videotape
so come on, watch the blood, its pouring commercial-free
we ride skeletal lightning, vacant as a womb thats miscarried