When I was a kid You fucked me in the ass But I took my pen to my paper And I passed you You know I love this shit 'Cause the shit tastes so good I've got cops just waiting in the woods 'Cause it's all...gonna break Singers like the sound Sounds like (oh well? - He saying saying something that starts with an S, like So) I know times like these are the hell, and... Waiting through tricks The tricks look so good I've got everyone's waiting in the woods They try to climb away and call me over The skies are red And the skies are sober Minds they fade And minds roll over It's good... And I know that you're dying I know that it's true I know that there's seven thousand things That you'd (rather be and) rather do And I know That you fuck What you love And you love What you fuck I'll keep 'em (all) good I'll keep it true I'll do everything 'cause I obviously love you 'Cause I know That the sound Of your heart Is a god I can trust Like a man Not a boy I don't know I'll just die When the fire goes out in ourselves 'Cause it's all...gonna break You want, you want The lovely music To save your life... Keep it coming There is no light(lie??) To save your life Keep it coming This is the light(lie??) To save your life Why are you always fucking ghosts... (Make sure ghosts doesnt sound like goats) It's been such a long life that we trust Your heart Is it whole And love Is just lust You want But you can't You can't Cause I feel We've got To get Out of here And why are you always...