I wake up now and then and stumble through the stars.
For what its worth I’ll mince your words on a tat.
My body’s bruised, now scratch my back.
I used to love you.
And now I loathe you.
I’m off the hinges,
you’re full of pinches.
Oh toodle-oo my little sugar from Capetown.
You’re such a tiger, I’m such a clown.
Bonjour my pretty pretty pretty Maggie-Anne.
Is that my picture? On your nightstand?
I used to love you.
And now I loathe you.
I’m off the hinges,
you’re full of pinches.
Your two eyes are like two fire flies that light the darkest caves in Pompeii.
Your soft skin is like a feathered fin in a pond of gimps, I can’t win.
You’re all mine. The sex is asinine. I don’t mind cause you’re all mine.
You’re all mine. The sex is asinine. I do mind. I do mind.
I used to love you.
And now I loathe you.
I’m off the hinges,
you’re full of pinches.
By the pitchforks we’ll sleep.
In a White House we bought.
At least we thought.
There’s a man by the tree.
Preying on those that weep.
Are we safe as thought?
I’m afraid not.
We’re just sheep living in the dark.
We’re just sheep waiting for the wolves to come and tear our hearts.
I can feel the heat down my cheek as the panic starts to creep.
I will be the one who takes it all from you.
I will be the one who walks in your shoes.
Diabolic Angel dancing through the night.
Diabolic Angel a requiem for his wife.
Diabolic Angel.
I will bring the world to its knees and crown you queen of disease.
I will build a door that meets the sky so we can vanish from the light.
I will be the way I always was for you.
I will be the face you never knew.
Diabolic Angel dancing through the night.
Diabolic Angel a requiem for his wife.
Diabolic Angel.
I will be the one who takes it all from you.
I will be the face you never knew.
Diabolic Angel dancing through the night.
Diabolic Angel a requiem for his wife.
Diabolic Angel.
Narrow eyes but it sees right into my soul.
Dancing twig won’t you show me.
You’ve come around and you won’t let me let go.
Dancing twig are you crazy?
All those thorns so you cut me la la la.
I’ve gotta ask do you love me.
You’ve turned around and left me here alone.
Staring into the sky you’re all I want.
Dancing twig won’t you love me?
Thinking how I can ask this of you.
Write me a song and we’ll sing.
Show me the gold I’m your king.
Put out my hand kiss this ring .
You are the yang to my yang.
Dancing twig what’s the story?
You’ve worked me up and I don’t know what to do.
Dancing twig you’re so lonely.
And it’s time to unplug this show for good.
Staring into the sky you’re all I want.
Dancing twig won’t you love me?
Thinking how I can ask this of you.
Write me a song and we’ll sing.
Show me the gold I’m your king.
Put out my hand kiss this ring.
You are the yang to my yang.
with her hands on deck,
she will hand you a subpoena,
before she hands you a check.
She’s quite impressive,
yet quite depressive.
She likes Ben-Hur but she don’t like Tom,
because Tom waits for her.
Tom waits for her,
but she never comes home.
Tom waits for her,
and now she’s left him all alone.
Wait! Wait!
Start the foreplay, aggravated.
Take a look here, watch it glow.
Counting days, we are barricaded.
What’s the pathway I don’t know.
Can you see the wolf as it stands in between us?
Just walk away and tell the people we’re no more.
Bare your fangs now, am I crazy?
Is she here now? Is it real?
I don’t see you, you’re hiding.
She is here now, this is real.
Can you see the wolf as it stands in between us?
Just walk away and tell the people we’re no more.
Can you see the wolf as it stands in between us?
And as we fall we understand we are at war.
Pathway to war…
Can you see the wolf as it stands in between us?
And as we fall we understand we are at war.
Pathway to war!
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