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Inking up, was never half as funas you dreamt it'd be is it my dear?you were bright, for almost one whole nightbut then came all the callings,the longing, the crying, the tearsso i'll bid you adieuso long, very well.i can't contemplate my greatnesswhile i'm shackled next to hell.letting the heat absorb my bodybut i'll never get the burnthough you might get lonely baby,it ain't your turn.growing up, i never interruptmy brothers fisted cuffswith my face.he would go, punching me in the throat now those days are gone,i've grown up, i've changed. so to be, things must endi mean this to offendbut i had better be unconscious if i sleep with you again.Letras de cancionesyo're like Jesus in the morning, but your'e Judas after ten. thought you might get horny baby,i ain't your friend.doors are closed, animals in their homesit's easier to live alone,then against the grid.the bed is made, its dirty but it's safeIt's brilliance was robbed that day,so now i keep it hid.If i am in your town,i'll see you around.it's not hard to spot you walkingsince you step like such a clown.where i can see your patch of smog aboveI know you can be foundthough you might forgive me baby,I'm finished now. i can patch of smog above, but i know you can be found.thought you might forgive me babe, oh no. From Letras Mania