Album: Concrete Corner: January Sampler 2004
Everything that comes out of your mouth is amazing
See your pale face passing over, over again
I'm sorry you're dead
Bite the curb Snap You should have loved me
Oops, it's too late and now your mouth is big enough to suck mine and his necks
I never met a tent spike I would like to put in your stomach,
I'm smiling at you now and does it make anything different?
You are so beautiful now, peaceful and calm
When your back snaps think of me I'm sorry you're dead