I've corrected the lyrics by my own hands believe it or not. But if you find anything wrong with the lyrics just PM me =)
Lyrics:
staring out the window of our tour bus
and its just the horny driver and us
we sit and trade wit and smoke and we cuss
talking bout our friendly border drug bust
and i know the future's cloudy and gray
record like mine, give up or go gay
you're looking down at me with blue and black eyes
pissing down a storm from purple night skies.
uh-huh. uh-huh
and i know the concepts muddy and tripe
that all that is large and all that is slight
just flowing in the stream of holy floodlights
writing holy books, lord knows we bite
if this is your will in my testament
i will bow to no belief that they've bent
still I'm just a sperm begat from your love
basking in the bread, the blood of your dove
can I lie with you in your grave?
there's a crack at the edge of the end of the world
where I will sit with my love in it's fluorescent swirl
eat us up, break us down to the tiniest cells
in a room with a view and a window to hell
with those who bury bodies in their barrels of fun
We'll be march through museums that display what they've done
we'll be shot up through the sky by a cannon of sin
where we'll reluctantly let them in
so can I lie in your grave at the edge of the end of the world
where I sit with my love in it's fluorescent swirl
eat us up, break it down to the tiniest cell
in a room with a view and a window to hell
with those who bury bodies in their barrels of fun
We'll be march through museums that display what they've done
we'll be shot up through the sky by a cannon of sin
where we'll reluctantly let them in
so can I lie in your grave?
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