Dear god do you want to tear your knuckles down and hold yourself .Dear god do you want to climb of that free. Meat in the shape of a ?t?. Dear god the paper says you were the king, in the black limousine. Dear John and all the king?s men can?t put your heads together again.
Before the bullets, before the flies, before the authorities take out my eyes. The only smiling are your dolls that I made. But you are plastic and so are your brains. Dear god the sky is a blue as a gunshot wound. Dear god if you were alive. You know we?d kill you. Before the bullets, before the flies, before the authorities take out my eyes. The only smiling are your dolls that I made.