Free the motion light Before the day of dead space dries Every time the trees are branching high The ache keeps growing slow inside Drowning by the sea of thousand knifes Has left a dozen scars behind Sipping tons of gin to ease the clouds Bitter sweet as kiss good night for me Every time I look at you Take me to the rendezvous But you ain't giving nothing Extra polyester honey Random possibility of strokes Has pulled me down the floor But I don't mind
Yes I won't mind Cats and dogs are running Trough my chest for 7/24 But I don't mind Yes I won't mind
Now you see the word Is out the world And I am still Behind door How the sand is cold to breach？
Every time I look at you Take me to the rendezvous But you ain't giving nothing Extra polyester honey