#k-hole

i bring them lots of joy-ya ; i said i got aura !!

Bloated like soggy cereal

God will come and wash away

Our tattoos and all the cocaine

And all of the aborted babies

Will turn into little bambies

Wounded river push along

Searching for that desert song

And mozart's requiem will play

On tiny spearkers made of clay

Tell my mother that i love her

Martin luther you're an angel

Charming monkey saunter swagger

Drunken donkey limbs disjointed

Your chest is a petting zoo

Mexican pony fucked up shoes

I dreamt one thousand basketball courts

Nothing holier than sports

Dragonfly kiss your tail

Precious robot built so frail

Universe of milk and ember

Your hot kiss in mid december

What's god name i can't remember

Trough the crack eye lovely weather

You come on like ketamine And I slip deeper into the hole How can you have such a hold on me when I don't even like you anymore I still find myself down on my aching knees worshiping at an altar that I don't even believe in

The bush is burning and I'm lighting my cigarette off of God's great miracle I'm ignoring all the signs or maybe I'm just mister oblivious blind to every screaming message you send to me

I like to say it's your voice that I zone out Pretend to love me just as I pretend to love you when we both know what this really is Just company to get through the night's where that old time self-loathing does it's tricks and the now the jig is up so get the fuck out of my house and stay the fuck off my lawn

Wenn man etwas, aus einem anderen Blickwinkel betrachtet, dann hilft einem, die veränderte Sichtweise evtl, zu einem besseren Verständnis!