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Bad Books

Baby Shoes

 

Baby Shoes

(album: Bad Books - 2010)


Baby shoes, never used
Thought of you until it happened to us too
Jennifer, I have heard
You made it through, you finally moved
That's good for you

I'm a dog, I'm a bird
I'm a rat and you're detached from all the words
I'm a dick, you're around
I am bound and terrified of making sounds

Satan's eyes, the surprise
Switching sides and oh my God, she's back alive

She is mean, she is harmed
She once belonged to us, now belongs to the dark
She once belonged to us, now belongs to the dark

She is gone, false alarm
Here we are and now, I am growing out my arms
I can make, big mistakes
Evil comes, yeah, it comes to me in waves

I'm a saint, sticky paint
Three sixes and we can call her by her name
I'm a saint, sticky paint
Three sixes and we call her by her pain

I'm so lonely
Feed me, feed me
I'm so angry
Pet me, pet me
I'm so lonely
Kill me, kill me
She's so lonely
Kill to thrill me

Here I come, down the hall
I've got to put a fucking end to all in all
Hate the bars, I love the bars
At least, I'm safe and you can't hurt me anymore

'Cause she is mean, mean and harmed
She once belonged to us, but now to the dark
She once belonged to us, now belongs to the dark

You and me, plucking feathers
And you and me destroy the best of things
Sometimes I, can see the afterlife
And I am scared the apocalypse is three
In a living room that's right next to me

She is mean, she could kill
She would do it just to have a simple thrill
She's a saint, sticky paint
Three sixes and they call me by her name
Three sixes and we call her by her name

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