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Connelly Chris Misc Lyrics Dirtbox Tennessee stranded at the crossroads pouring solid in his wounds corroding waste and alcohol erection afternoon before the eyes of whiskey caught out right by his gun I never tried to hurt you cause I love it everyone no I pull my way with snakes take part in the heat dead birds are beached and human trash and ulcerated beats I cross in the way of a blind man but he don't remember me how I tore apart a happ home down in Dirtbox Tennessee Dirtbox! Dirtbox! I can hear the birds and a baby squawkin cryin to their moms they're asking where their daddy's gone and why he's been so long but they don't know he's lying down with his hands between his thighs to resurrect the infinite worm before he dies you can lose your cool all you want you can raise the dead you can lie back and soak up sun while the insects give you head Dirtbox! Dirtbox! another blind guy and his halfwit son are gonna roll me for my drink suckered me up through gap-toothed-grins while spitting out a jinx the high priest of halitosis and his zit-red ugly kid whose name is Elvis Sayborne afterbirth and I'll kill him for what he did he pulled down my blood-stained pants and he forced apart my legs his daddy said 'shoot your best shot kid' and he shot until I bled Dirtbox! Dirtbox! another blood mixed with glass mixed with come, mixed with all the afternoon sun praise the lord and pass the gun a crucifix and a rented room that sticky night with a burning moon she swore to god I wouldn't see her dead on the night of the day that we were wed so for love precious loe light on dear while I disappear this crock of shit and a belly full of rancid beer I do it for you -only you, only you....... Dirtbox! Dirtbox! |
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