Lyrics:
of your blood
Dancing the waltz
To the bone
We will not hear The skin tearing
I just want to sing into your eyes
I just want to sing into your fucking
There's a bus stop about 2 blocks from where I live
Every 30 minutes, one comes by
Sometimes I climb inside of it
And the record shop I waltz around
lyre and my salt
For I must beg your advice
For I beg for my love's life back
Hear you know her heart's cry too?
I traded salt for secret mist
to pass
The nickname I gave her
From a slow waltz in the sand
Now, she’d become a “Boogie” man
We still hear the whispers from across the room
No one here understands
of like
Who says we gotta do the waltz all day and all night, it's like
[Chorus]
If love is not enough
We don't have to rush
Come around, I
Come one
Come all
I present my whorespawn halls
A stadium of savagery
Hear the cries of the talent
Witness my beauties on display
Behold my
play 'em slow
I can do 'em all just show me the floor
You can give me a little rock 'n roll
Or even a waltz with the lights down low
I'll still be
my true love
Or put a bullet in her head
Pull up and grab her by the hand
From beneath my feel of where I stand
Do you understand
I can hear
But now I live in fear that I was wrong
The killer and the cynic waltz together
Their eyes are turned into their skulls
They do not feel
know we ain't kicked it in a while
But it'll be cool to see you smile
What number do i dial
If i called you rn would you really
Sit and hear me out
I
nigga, (?)
Might pull the piece, somebody call a Buddhist
(?) put me high (?)
You can do that, flyin', fuck, do this
And yeah I'm from the slimiest
up, I'm gonna find my feet
out in the middle of a big dance floor.
When I hear that fiddle, wanna beg for more.
Wanna dance to a band from a Lousian'
up, I'm gonna find my feet
out in the middle of a big dance floor.
When I hear that fiddle, wanna beg for more.
Wanna dance to a band from a Lousian'
up, I'm gonna find my feet
out in the middle of a big dance floor.
When I hear that fiddle, wanna beg for more.
Wanna dance to a band from a Lousian'
up, I'm gonna find my feet
out in the middle of a big dance floor.
When I hear that fiddle, wanna beg for more.
Wanna dance to a band from a Lousian'
when
I get to see
I can touch, I can feel
She is real and she is here and we go dancing on the beach under the moon
But too soon from the East comes
Maybe I'm a guilty soul and maybe I'm a twisted
But Adam wouldn't have eaten it if Eva ain't assisted
Waltz of a funeral, a waltz of the doomsday
Step
come join the parade,
Waltz, play, we've conquered this place
Not even man can, not even man can...
I see a face
Muffled screams, frantic limbs, hands
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
till you hear the beat of the bonga.
Just get that beat and you get the Conga.
It delights you and it excites you and it invites you to do the La
all capital letters to 403-963-7337 if you do
I could hear it from a million different people, but the only one I want to hear it from is you
Text "I
I've been watching you waltz all night, Diane
Nobody's found a way behind your defenses
They never notice the zap gun in your hand
Until you're
head
Goin over em again and again
I cross my fingers, take a big deep breath
Then I swing the doors open
I waltz on up to the teller's desk
She greets
But now I live in fear that I was wrong
The killer and the cynic waltz together
Their eyes are turned into their skulls
They do not feel
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