November 27, 2002

Primal Scream : "Pills".

I'm gonna tell you the truth, the truth about you
The truth about you, you never been true
You ain't nothin', you got nothin' to say
Shine a light on you, you fade away
Fade away

I woke up, felt drunk, throwin' up, pissin' blood
Think death, broke in, burnt out, holed in

Feel numb, i can't see, cracked hands, can't breathe
Ripped up, ripped out, can't crawl, can't whine

Get slayed, blast off, can't plant that bomb
That seed, go on bleed, that blood in saline

Take the blood, fold the skin, crack the guts
Never been seen
Love is so steep, in water, in the sea

Knowing god, culled him, sell your guts, sore skin
Throwin' up, pissin' blood, won't come, still drunk

No time, we're out of time, can't crawl, can't walk
Jet me, blast off, can't blame cock farms

Back seat, promise me, bad blood, dead dreams
Dead dreams, dead dreams

Psycho-parasitic, sub-mosquito, sin-libido, fucked-up
You're sick fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
sick sick sick sick sick sick sick
fuck fuck sick fuck fuck fuck fuck
sick fuck fuck sick fuck fuck
sick fuck fuck sick fuck fuck
sick fuck fuck sick fuck fuck.

Posted by dean at 03:14 AM

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