𝄞 Crab's lair ꩜

In the middle of a gun fight In the center of a restaurant They say, come with your arms raised high Well, they're never gonna get me, And like a bullet through a flock of doves To wage this war against your faith in me Your life, will never be the same On your mother's eyes, say a prayer say a prayer Now, but I can't And I don't know How we're just two men as God had made us Well, I can't, well, I can Too much, too late, or just not enough of this Pain in my heart for your dying wish I'll kiss your lips again They all cheat at cards and the checkers are lost My cellmate's a killer, they made me do push-ups (in drag) But nobody cares if you're losing yourself am I losing myself Well, I miss my mom Will they give me the chair Or lethal injection, or swing from a rope if you dare Ah, nobody knows all the trouble I've seen Now, but I can't And I don't know How we're just two men as God had made us Well, I can't, well, I can Too much, too late, or just not enough of this

Kids, a dog A routine morning jog Heaven knows, if i'll be a dad

You're moving too fast for me And I can't keep up with you Maybe if you'd slow down for me I could see you're only telling lies, lies, lies Breaking us down with your lies, lies, lies When will you learn?

Verse 1] Fragilely, gradually and surrounding The horse lies naked in the shed Evergreen anodyne decompounding Flies draw sugar from his head [Pre-Chorus] His eyes are blueberries, video screens, Minneapolis schemes And the dried flowers from books half-read The juice of dark cherries cover his chin The dog walks in and the crow lies in his jaw like lead [Chorus] Everything eats and is eaten Time is fed [Verse 2] Early еvening, the pink ring swallows The sphеrical marigold terrain Sleepily, Venus sinks and hollows The stationed headlight of a plane You are as far from me as memory With fixtures fracture varyingly The juice of dark cherries cover my skin Six years in, no baby Everything eats and is eaten Ingydar bares a scar like a meteor Crystalline amber guilds her cheek Tambourine of the beech leaves lead her To the raven playing hide and seek Drying blueberries, figurines And the angel leans at the head of the bed The juice of dark cherries cover her chin