Lyrics:
words hurt
That's how I felt when you didn't help
Open wide, see your eye
The light, we are blind
She wants to be quilted Quilted Love
Searching for
No quilted blanket
To keep her warm at night
Under Northern Lights
The Northern Lights
In crctic seas she dwells
Slowly melting
Softly drifting away
of the line
Silent cries upon their lips and grim smiles
Screen plays by quilted tranquility
Watch twisted shows and wait for encore
They serving sleek(s)
the old steal yard
And none of us have gotten very far
But them
Quilted hillsides of west Virginny
Are one of those things I wish that I could take with me
a patchwork lover with a quilted heart
And you sewed my stitches that fall apart so easily
My love
It's all the same
My thread is undone 'til only rags remain
with my supply
Really, I just don’t understand
She uses half a roll in just 1 trip to the can
Blackmarket, bootleg… no price is too high
For Quilted
Blackmarket, bootleg… no price is too high
For Quilted, Northern, Angel Soft or two-ply
Man, I just need them rolls
Cause’ chocolate milk got my bowels ready
Captive, no enjoyment
Only empathy, no empty things from me
But I'm pinned down by thoughts of quilted metal
Can you recall the moment that you lost
A pocket of clouds catch the Blue Ridge
The summits are quilted in ice
Tomorrow you don't have to work much
It's been a long night
There's
just like me
'Cause you know I grouch and groan
Lying in my quilted coffin
Rethinking all I've said
Drained of vitality by
All my existential dread
Bee
Last Tuesday was Independence Day
So I went to town to watch the parade
As I turned around to look the other way
I got quilted by the Zion Ladies'
and wild
Welcome
To QUILTED MIND!
Welcome to my animal kingdom
But we ain't in cages we represent freedom
Now I've made a second album
But theres more
Tailor, why have you quilted feelings
Why have you quilted sadness in our veins?
Row us across the river of the sealings
Row us across, avoiding troubles
I miss the times we'd weave our words into a quilted cloth
I miss the laughter echoing through my sunken heart
I want to feel your breath on my salty
of getting crazy has a lot
To do with just getting lazy
On a patch quilted blanket, we'll put
The brakes on the rush
Yeah, it's Friday night
Time
faces like a poem, kaleidoscope of hate words.
For seagull I don't want your wings,
I don't want your freedom in a lie.
On the quilted battlefields
guessing
Pinky's as perfect as the Fourth of July
Quilted and timeless, seldom denied
The trial and the error of my master plan
Now she rolls like
thin joint it
(What?) Comes on Quilted Northern
(And what?) In a built-in toilet
(Yeah) Bitch, I told you I'm a dog (woof)
I wouldn't heal with
Only Us
It wasn't in the words that kept sticking in their throats
It wasn't with the angels in their quilted coats
These battered wings still
throwaway kisses
The boomerang misses
Spin round and round
Fall on featherbed quilted
Faced with silk
Softly stuffed eider down
Take refuge in
throwaway kisses
The boomerang misses
Spin round and round
Fall on featherbed quilted
Faced with silk
Softly stuffed eider down
Take refuge in
tea.
On a pink quilted eiderdown,
I want to pull your knickers down.
Net curtains blow slightly in the breeze.
Lemonade light filtering through
Brown
Pulls on her quilted down
Shuts the fridge and boils the kettle
Wipes the table down
La la la la la la
Just as she pours the tea
She's
inside
Take Judy, with her bow and arrow, she's a mastermind
Too frumpy for the teenage population of her time
Car coat, she has a quilted jacket with
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