Lyrics: making time in a low rent
highrise no place to go
downtown crushing
crucifixion particles aching
harmful descent take a shot
and hide subway slam dance
stale mattress slow throb
bloating freshly open grave
barefoot beggar knotted
finger turning pages in a
book descending no noise the
great trees fall calmly
through the window see
backward elevation faded
spirit of the gold toothed
whore moon dances wondering
how could this ever be
kicking the habit possesion
in the flesh loves made up
melancholy kicking the habit
trip back and unleash all
anger emerging from the
waterfall branch fork horse
rear snorted downward a
vulgar desire playing cards
conjured on fly blown dimly
lit round a room of shadows
claw the side phantom
pinches waking from a dream
half eaten candy from some
disordered heaven swirling
tastes phornicate rotted
meat a nested virus feels
eating dish aging she sits
alone in the worry shes
created more time holy
hatred kicking the habit |