"Now I can't stop the monster I've created"
In the desert, where the cities are made of gold, there's a girl playing hopscotch with pink ribbon pigtails. And hermom calls out from an apartment
I've decided tonight I'm staying alive just kicking & screaming Blood boiling & steaming There are things far too dark to comprehend Sleep on it one
of confession, and songs that recognize our sick obsessions. Sing along- I'm on the ugly organ again. Sing along- I'm on the ugly organ, so lets begin
perverse, and songs of lament. A couple of hymns of confession, And songs that recognize our sick obsessions. Sing along - I'm on the ugly organ
I wake alone, ina woman's room I hardly know. I wake alone- and pretend that I am finally home. The room is littered with her books and notebooks. I
, and songs of lament. A couple of hymns of confession, And songs that recognize our sick obsessions. Sing along - I'm on the ugly organ