paroles de chanson Third Alternative - Monster Magnet
My
hands
up
to
the
maker
My
head′s
down
in
the
bomb
I
swim
in
bloated
vision
And
I
kiss
you
on
the
phone
My
heart
beats
so
atomic
And
I
spill
the
sweat
of
drones
A
mouth
screams
to
a
hundred
And
my
lips
split
all
alone
Sometimes
I
think
this
pig
will
just
explode
Sometimes
I
hope
this
torture
just
goes
on
Well,
I'll
stuff
myself
in
a
pit
of
darkness
And
I′ll
slam
'til
I
can't
see
home
Would
you
like
to
hope
for
Eden
That
I
keep
a
steady
hand?
Do
you
want
to
milk
the
syrup
Of
a
thousand
year
old
man?
Shall
we
fuck
each
other′s
babies
Let
momentum
do
its
best?
Keep
our
shrieking
little
urges
In
our
burned
out
little
heads
Well,
I
sense
a
slight
recoil
Was
it
something
that
I
said
Sometimes
I
think
this
pig
will
just
explode
Sometimes
I
hope
this
torture
just
goes
on
Well,
I′ll
stuff
myself
in
a
pit
of
darkness
And
I'll
slam
′til
I
can't
see
home
Dropping
off
the
edge
of
nowhere
Everything
I′ve
ever
known
I've
ever
known
I′ve
ever
known
I've
ever
known
I've
ever
known
I′ve
ever
known
This
is
what
you
asked
for
Now
this
is
what
you′ll
get
Sometimes
I
think
this
pig
will
just
explode
Sometimes
I
hope
this
torture
just
goes
on
Well,
I'll
stuff
myself
in
a
pit
of
darkness
And
I′ll
slam
'til
I
can′t
see
home
Dropping
off
the
edge
of
nowhere
Everything
I've
ever
known
I′ve
ever
known
I've
ever
known
I've
ever
known
...
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