lostfear
12/26/06, 08:26 PM
Now I'm just picking up where my father left off
The times ticking up, there's moans comming from the loft
Oh faith fail me not, I'm counting on you this time
the memories drain, with the second and third shots
with my transgressions and agressions building like clots
and I can't keep my thoughts together
this nigth makes me feel the pressure
but don't mind your tongue, don't you mind it.
Backseat confessions and lengthy kisses
Cold recessions, oh how the arrow misses
looking back at the works of my pen
the letters, weathers, fading in the sun.
Words are a cavern, lost in your desk
pictures of us have never seemed so grotesque
You're always stumbling back to your home
After a night spent with a bottle alone
my name screams in your head
it's the thought of me that prevents
your fears from going to bed
I'm in the closet, I'm in the closet
The times ticking up, there's moans comming from the loft
Oh faith fail me not, I'm counting on you this time
the memories drain, with the second and third shots
with my transgressions and agressions building like clots
and I can't keep my thoughts together
this nigth makes me feel the pressure
but don't mind your tongue, don't you mind it.
Backseat confessions and lengthy kisses
Cold recessions, oh how the arrow misses
looking back at the works of my pen
the letters, weathers, fading in the sun.
Words are a cavern, lost in your desk
pictures of us have never seemed so grotesque
You're always stumbling back to your home
After a night spent with a bottle alone
my name screams in your head
it's the thought of me that prevents
your fears from going to bed
I'm in the closet, I'm in the closet