Guided By Voices
Standing In A Puddle Of Flesh
Looking quite a messStanding in a puddle of fleshSticking out my clayPlaying reindeer gamesLooking down the alleyAt laughing stock Knocking down the wallsMaking up scene clothesOff to skatingConversation goes in the neon toesHigh, hoBacking into bedFalling out of tuneDisconnecting ruins of the starsRiding out the dayFalling out of touchLooking very much the sameAs every little human in the name of vainWatching outRiding out the namesTo assassinate As of late
From Letras Mania