Texty: Every Time I Die. Gutter Phenomenon. Bored Stiff.

I was wrong, close one
I am wrong, I said it I was wrong
I mean it, did it stick?
Come down from there
Come down from there

I know it's hard to swallow
When your head is overturned

Hey there girls, I'm a cunt
There was venom in the heart of the dagger
They found a worm in your pearls saying prayers
All is finally infested, unless we blossomed in the cankerous air

Then only hell can help us
I got off
Just once, you were right
I admit it

We weren't soft, just better
Do you flinch?
Keep that radio dry

I'm sorry you were all mine
I'm sorry you were all mine

Let the boys find your body
Let love gnaw the meat from your bones
Admit the arrows, suffer the hot flash
We come together now, all together now
All together now, all together now