when i roam i come. ugly hole. the pigface...pigface...pigface.... no bones about'er. i am the bushmaster i go where i go [UGLY HOLE!]. and leave when i leave.
Your love's faceless, she leads you on and on. Your wine's tasteless, she leaves you sleeping with your ghosts,. sleeping with your ghosts. . It holds you tight, between these lines, it holds you tight.
Happy birthday, you broken child. Of the barbed ribs and the poison heart. I would show you the view of life from the floor. But the knees are as far as you go.
Keep your promise to me tonight, tonight.. Or Have your eyes betrayed you,oh tonight, oh tonight.. . You sell you secrets to me for a price, for a price,.
when i roam i come. ugly hole. the pigface...pigface...pigface.... no bones about'er. i am the bushmaster i go where i go [UGLY HOLE!]. and leave when i leave.
Wake up. Look out your window. Is there someone else. With which you'd rather be?. . I've had enough. Getting colder. Just string me up. Throw away the key.
gonna tell you a story; some kind of a breakfast conspiracy. breakfast in bed, sir?. breakfast in bed, sir?. ah, no thanks, not today. in fact, I'd far rather be sitting in a distinctly upright position.
I lie awake on this phone call. She's dreamin' of better days. Flowers lie on the counter. Remind her of better days. . She sends a prayer up to Jesus.
Ah ha , ha ah..... I have here ..see I.... have here is my hand. As blue and cold as...a meek star old. Go for a pound, ten ground and down. Ten ground and down.
got the tapeworm, I want out. against a razor, sharp and acoming. the spitting image. phone sex keeps the drive alive. and blows your brain. ash covered eyes, a gut reaction.
My days turn round, but they're spinning without you. So just let me down and I'll walk away for good. . But baby I've been waiting. For your love to come around.
Traced in a wet sand her name in perfect cursive.. A love letter to the crescent moon.. By tommorrow it will be gone I told her.. There is no tommorrow she said..
And tonight I lack the strength to even move. When you walked, now watch me die. But I know this is harder for you. For love has let you down and come on.
got the tapeworm. got the tapeworm, i want out. against a razor, sharp and a-coming. the spitting image. phone sex keeps the drive alive. and blows your brain.
the pig...face...no bones about'er. a big master*?*...bring ugly woman and girls.... she's so great...she *?*.... ugly woman...pigface...come standing upright...*?*.
In a role, in a hole. Where you run, can you crawl. And now, settle in. Is it not enough that I let you in?. For years, for the smiles, for a bottle, for a lie.
I always thought it fitting. The way they chose the next victim. With a bouquet of dying flowers. And how happy they appeared. As they ducked into the smiling hearse.
T.F.W.O. [x3]. totally fucking weirded out. treason trapping. animal hide. in the vision of paradise. two explains your head. deranged. time spun web deluded of life.
It flows like red lava upon a city. Of outstretched arms awaiting. Deliverance, awaiting rebirth as infestation. Beneath the skin of a goddess. . Divinity through association crawling toward mirages.
Sweetmeat. by Pigface. album:. I love all aminals but they don't love me back.. i tend to put them in a state of full attack.. . You think I'd pet a kitten and it would rub against me.