I've been waiting. . Intruders just keep coming. Intruders just keep coming. Intruders just keep coming. . Did you ever wish that something. Would come and save you?.
Every time I think I'm gonna wake up. Back in the jungle. Every minute I stay in this room. I get weaker. Each time I looked around. The walls moved in a little tighter.
(Oh my god, I love this song. This is my jam! Where is the peanut butter?). . 2pm, getting out of my bed. Tryin to get Friday out of my head. It's all so hazy, got a little too crazy.
Take off your nightshirt mama, and your gown. Maybe 'fore day we're gonna shake 'em on down. Bukka's stopped hollerin'. Oh, must I shake 'em on down. I done stopped hollerin' mama.
I'm not waiting for a king. To rule my mind or anything. I don't need your band of gold. To take me where I need to go. . There's an edge to life. That will cut you like a knife.
With your wild, call the pace. Taste the tracks of the waste. With your wild, with your sweet. With your cold black-eyed teeth. I close my eyes and I pray, yes I pray.
Three two one, kick it. . Lord help me to believe I've got the need. Killed by the world I'm filled full of greed. Dead to the touch of my human hand.
A girl who can't shake off the smell. Of a man she met but didn't know well. She thinks she feels him in her skin. She thinks she sees his sideways grin.
So let's be done with this.. . You said "I want you,. I don't want another,. I want a girl who knows how to suffer.". Chalk down my hands, I need to work the bars dry..
Who wouldn't want a good girl, a soft hand,. A gentle woman for a gentleman?. He said, 'It's been fine so far but after a while. I want more than a soft style..
Come on. I need easing. Sulk from the crowd. 'Cause I'm ready to get stoned. So long so long. So long so long. . Feed me. Come on, show me. Come on, need me.
One hoped they'd break the patent when they die cast me in stride. A simple steel specimen, truly empty down inside. With copper-core wound veins, a pumping cold hydraulic heart.
This is the last night in my body, yeah. This is the last night in my body, yeah. . (Somehow, for now, this skin will have to do). This is the last night in my body, yeah.
I'll be the salt that resides. From the water that drains from your eyes. The sting that burns your open wounds. . I'll flood the ground. I swear on your grave I'll bury this town.
How did you know to find me here?. Tipped off you tiptoed to the tune of tapped wires. And insider information. . This manifested destiny. You think you can bestow on me.
Don't love me and don't you dare care for me. I will only bring you pain. All the pleasure you can gather in this place. Will just amount to shame. . All the bright colors I've ever loved.
I've got this little itch that I never learned to scratch. It seems that even if I had, I'd rather itch than not. When the pleasure is the lesser and it's giving to the pressure.
This little light of mine. I was told to let it shine. But I stood idly by. And watched that poor flame die. . I kept it from the bushel and brush. Away from the grasp of men.
thought about holding my breath last night. until my face turned blue. and waited for my world to turn black as I laid in your arms,. an air deprived suicide.
Men are waiting patiently. Remove me from the scene. A sea of faceless souls in suits. A sight for eyes, like thumbs. Sore crooked and bow and foul relief.