She Is We
Monster
i got a postman for my mommai got a racehorse for my popi lived and died and I've bled insidebut i ain't never spilled a dropthere's a monster in the mirrorhe mimics everything i dohe pisses on my rug and he sells me drugsand he tells me i'm in love with youwhy can't i steer clear of youit's a cold dark rain that falls around my brainand it won't let no sunshine throughyou're the miller's black-haired daughteryou're a drunken one-man bandyou're the starboard tack of the merrimacand i just want to hold your handi been in the kitchen with dinahsucking on a lemon rindthe years grow older and my heart turns colderwhile i just bide my timewhy can't i steer clear of youit's a cold dark rain that falls around my brainand it won't let no sunshine through
From Letras Mania