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nessa raico - alone on the moon lyrics
grab you right by your apocalypse; look at the fliq of the wrist! i’m meltin’ down every necklace now to get my f_ckin’ kix. twin decks, cassettes _ tell me, how you like your headaches? i take mine with a glass of scotch _ easy on the neck. (brake). you couldn’t relate, you didn’t feel pain… guess it felt better in your brain… but now you’re struttin’ ’round the playground pokin’ angels in the vein. (d_mn shame). i see the strings you laced, the motor oil that greased the blades you stuck into her back while you were runnin’ cheap charades — “unmask me!” _ gladly _ who needs a corny d_ck_parade? you played your hand, now take your loot, enjoy your early g____
i only take a bow when i’m done
(take a bow)
it was the way she lived: temptin’ death at every corner _ that’s some awful sh_t _ (live, direct from macedonia) _ on some feverishly repetitive, underrated, over royal(tease) her hair if that’s your motive (they all stop to pick the phone up) _ masquerading around the marketplace, couldn’t look more out of place, you tripped one speaker with the wire you got from runnin’ back _ & it’s a slack_line grapevine (they couldn’t find the nest_egg) _ but on the hype side, f_ck bribes; there never was a question (& it’s on)
i only take a bow when i’m done
(take a bow)
most of the time, the insults are silent: you can feel it when you’re walking through long island… unfamiliar _ but it’s there, and it was smilin’ _ ’til you turned your back & let it wander off a thousand miles… maybe so, but no need for cryin’ _ k!ll the noise, dim the switch, cut the violence _ all the weather that the metronome reminded…
she was sweaty, heavy, ready, hot & steady at the door; pull the pistol grip from under _ you were buggin’ _ here’s your “more”
but i only take a bow when i’m done
the measure with which you judge others will be handed back to you in ways which you will not expect
i only take a bow when i’m done
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