When the sun came up on the small block of the city
We needed to find somewhere to drink
Through five days of working and two left to our person
We all needed sometime to breathe
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Artist - These Arms Are Snakes
At our parties, there's two guys for every girl
At our parties, there's two bodies for every cannibal
At our parties, there's two cooks for every entree
Whatever you want, you got...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - These Arms Are Snakes
The mechanics of the machine are hard to desribe
In a word or a sentence, it takes a life time.
Trust me I ain't got one left to live
Or give to explain the ways of how it works,
T...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - These Arms Are Snakes
I've drank from the neck of gods most beautiful creation.
I've stared in the darkness of her ever shutting doors.
Your old scares you open.
I'm telling you to leave them alone.
Dig...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - These Arms Are Snakes
The gravel galavants on the verdict
Of the swine that was fed human remains
It was a murder's victims
Somewhere north of the canadian border
They ended up in your lunch break
In w...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - These Arms Are Snakes
Breathe on me
Breathe on me
Breathe on me
Breathe on me
Breathe on me
Never spit your last tooth
Never spit your last tooth
And never shy away from my light
Never spit your last ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - These Arms Are Snakes
The sun rose on the understay
With a click of a switch
The sub canopy roared when the
Business sign read open in neon lights
Climbing vines up desk, stools, pygmies and bats
Timec...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - These Arms Are Snakes
So if that was a response, then you can call this reaction.
So this will take us right to the point that we've been trying to get to.
That we've all lost our minds
And that we are ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - These Arms Are Snakes
We enter rooms at midnight.
With packages of lusts and stuff that no one could size up.
This is not just a picture fixture encapsulated in your mind,
It's a perfect romantic mom...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - These Arms Are Snakes
Rabid mouths, prone suicidals
Morphine injections for crazed homicidals
A man's work is never done
In this the white room
Nineteen hour shifts
What kind of job is this
This is mad...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - These Arms Are Snakes