Тексты песен «Blood Brothers»

I spent seventeen nights in the city, watching the horizon beckon for a buck knife to bludgeon it's belly, to end the pregnancy. I've spent seventeen nights in the city, watching the face in the embryo, traced by fleshy...

NARRATOR THERE'S A FULL MOON SHINING AND A JOKER IN THE PACK THE DEALER'S DEALT THE CARDS, AND HE WON'T TAKE THEM BACK THERE'S A BLACK CAT STALKING AND A WOMAN WHO'S AFRAID THAT THERE'S NO GETTING OFF WITHOUT...

Through the screen door your thoughts are quarentined, by the way you smell I can tell that you're fifteen. My name is Denver Max, I eat heart attacks. From your mouth to your hands to the floor you're bubbling syntax...

My heart is a black haunted loom, weaving jackets for children who'll never be born. My hands are abandoned factories manufacturing heartbreak and hate for the world. As we waltz the broken dance of our limbs this...

Butter. Butter and babies this shack's distinct aroma. Sugar, I'd come over but it's very hard to hump in front of your children. They're horrific. Your husband should know your hex, your sex complex that cursed the...

When I awoke I lay tied to a foreign bed. Inside a house sown out of human flesh. A palace of skin graft architecture. Oh desolation! I can't stand to fuck these walls. Desolation! I can't stand to suck these halls. But...

I've spent twenty-two years in this zoo of broken faces. Parents, and school children watch me sit on this neon nest, naked. There's a girl in a cage, making love to a switchblade. There's a man behind bars,...

Fingers: 1-900-USA-NAILS Prisoner: "operator I love you. Operator, I would never leave you... Operator I love to see your face pressed up against the glass. I need to hear the way your tongue tastes in my ear..."...

I've fallen face first into a painting of hallucinogenic sunset. at vital beach, vital beach, vital beach, yeah! vital beach, vital beach well i'm the boy on the beach with the guitar, all sharks' Beretta's:...

we're the boys jailed in a horse's skull. we nailed our ears to a feral glittery drone. the only thing that makes our blood feel like blood is stealing cars and watching lightning bolts fuck. so don't look away, every...

Those Wolf Mechanics. Those Wolf Mechanics. Today you beat the fortune teller to death with your bare hands. Was it his smirk.. Laugh.. Or the ostrich feather taped to his purple hat? He read the lines on your palm...

this telepathic hangover gnaws the nipples off my neck. well, when you suck off those machine guns, mister, what do you expect? i crawled through 60,000 yards of carnival graveyards, witches with obscene riches chasing...