Showbread - Naked Lunch | Текст Иностранной Песни
I want to throw up, but for now I hold back I cant express just how Im feeling, it's true You want to grow up, but theres a problem with that Theres no where to go for
Showbread - The Bell Jar | Текст Иностранной Песни
To be common place would be unique But we're so obscure, we're incoherent Like tongueless vigilantes choking just to make you choke Rattling, rattling No nails to
Showbread - Stabbing Art To Death | Текст Иностранной Песни
Shall we use needles or knives to realign your spine? The tissue degenerates so rapidly Perhaps it proves it is the time to cover up your face And smile at me to see if I am out
Showbread - Oh! Emetophobia! | Текст Иностранной Песни
Dance with me, baby, let me hear your voice If I didnt wanna fall for you I'd never had a choice Smear the makeup on my face and run your fingers through my hair I cannot
Showbread - The Dirt | Текст Иностранной Песни
How long does it take to grow a new head And watch the old husk wither and fall? I am molting and leaving the powerless shell A great becoming offers me her all When I
Showbread - Sing Me To Sleep | Текст Иностранной Песни
Something keeps me awake Something outside is stirring Through the dark and over the grass The rabbits and snakes are concurring They sing in the soil and bones rattle
Showbread - Cry For Help | Текст Иностранной Песни
Razor blades and a bottle of pills won't make me change the way that I feel When life gave up on me, I just gave up on life it spills over your lips and wraps around me
Showbread - Centipede Sisters | Текст Иностранной Песни
Im gonna shed my skin, deactivate my head The skin that I regenerate looks like the skin that I just shed Im better suited being typical I keep choking down the cockroaches until
Showbread - I Am A Machine Gun | Текст Иностранной Песни
It turns my stomach every night like scattering bats in disrupted flight the idea of ideas and tired points to pierce the skin little children lining up and losing all of their
Showbread - Matthias Replaces Judas | Текст Иностранной Песни
It is so that my transgressions have born a withered fruit The sun has scorched the rising plans, alas they have no root The bleached bones of animals bound by leather strips