Doesnt anybody feel That all these killers should be killed And all these healers should be healed So all these beggers can be filled
Now tell me why am I to lie If Im holding firm and feel the right To lie beside this dog of mine And let that perverted thought really run through my mind
auuaa auuaa......
Id scrape my toes across the floor This days the same as those before And though inside Im feeling giddy Always wrong for never giving myself an uninvaded door
So now Ill take a little glue Ill put together a new glittered room for you So I can start sitting so pretty Instead of sitting here not seein clear Just sitting here not fittin here No things aint fittin here
aauuuaaaa auuuaaa
Ill just lay my head down beside this God of mine And let that perverted thought burn a hole in my mind And if I cant lay my head beside this God of mine Maybe the hunters dog called god Could be my friend in time
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