a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

diet tea other cola - the pale shaking hand lyrics

the pale shaking hand lyrics
a gift for the pale shaking hand
i’m frail, faking tan
my tails just a strand
copyright my birth certificate
bodies lie with the worst we did to it
i count how many bottles on the fence
two sides neither looking out for me
get a ride with the third angel
the only thing i regret is in the bowl
we always have to rest after we go there
let’s go, the irons hot
i’m getting antsy
the old window is open, doesn’t close anymore
the frame is old and fancy now stand back pleasе

a gift for the pale shaking hand
i’m frail, faking tan
my tails just a strand
copyright my birth certificatе
bodies lie with the worst we did to it
i count how many bottles on the fence
two sides neither looking out for me
get a ride with the third angel
the only thing i regret is in the bowl
we always have to rest after we go there
let’s go, the irons hot
i’m getting antsy
the old window is open, doesn’t close anymore
the frame is old and fancy now stand back please
(one two, one two one two three four!!!)

(one two, one two one two three four!!!)

all of the ground that keeps the rocks steady
is the secret job ready?
i need a source of income
off the books, i’m obviously off the hook
am i innocent now?
am i empathetic enough to be overlooked?
i’m a chicken overcooked, tough and chewy
now a vision of a death comes to me
why do i always think this way?
the story i wrote but can’t escape
i’m not bored yet, i’m not bored yet
it’s a chore to believe and never forget

i thought the trash smelled bad
but it was only the garbage disposal
i thought the trash smelled bad
but it was only the garbage disposal
i thought the trash smelled bad
but it was only the garbage disposal
i thought the trash smelled bad
but it was only the garbage disposal
a gift for the pale shaking hand
i’m frail, faking tan
my tails just a strand
copyright my birth certificate
bodies lie with the worst we did to it
i count how many bottles on the fence
two sides neither looking out for me
get a ride with the third angel
the only thing i regret is in the bowl
we always have to rest after we go there
let’s go, the irons hot
i’m getting antsy
the old window is open, doesn’t close anymore
the frame is old and fancy now stand back please

- diet tea other cola lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS