he calls me his precious; (xgood_vs_evilxx) wrote in emolyrics, @ 2004-01-14 04:12:00

lyricos
Q and Not The U

Black Plastic Bag
Who's paying your mortgage?
Daddy's dying.
Throw yourself on the body.
Take out your sharp teeth.
Line your lungs with noise then just sew it up.
In and out is like this it's like a fist.
You want the questions you got your answers down.
You want the answers, you got the face fleshed out.
The air is full of harmonies but is anyone even sleeping right?
Every town gets an Eiffel Tower, don't worry.
Every town gets an Eiffel Tower tonight.
Everyone is sleeping under one tonight.

Meet Me in the Pocket
Flattered by your wish to kill me,
I blush pixels on and out.
I blush at your request to kill me.
This thank-you note is for faking it.
We're working in a coma for a cheque and a chance.
We're sleeping in a panic with the pixels and ads.
Oh, demands.
Dance or hang it up.
We're sympathetic to chance.
Working through a coma for some cheque and a chance,
sleeping in a panic with some pixels and ads,
harming every tissue for some ticker tape pants.
Everybody ruins.
You can dance or hang it up.
Soften the tones and I'll always make time.
Packing up on site, two thousand rooms.
Travel in tombs, and I'll always make time.
Hang it up.

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