Pins And Needles, Do You Hear?
Let Me Finish--
Don't Steal Her Away, Let Me Near.
Trying To Catch Up, Hurry Now,
Shattered Rooms, Broken Walls.
Hear That Noise,
Careful With The Boys.
Granted, Here I Remain,
Not A Broken Toy For You To Play.
Damn You Child, What Are You Doing?
To Me To Us, Veins Popped, Skin Blueing.
Blasted Eyes Not Clear Vision,
What Is Your Mission?
Pins And Needles Stab My Brain,
Welcome, It Keeps Me Awake,
Pain.
Let Me Finish--
Don't Steal Her Away, Let Me Near.
Trying To Catch Up, Hurry Now,
Shattered Rooms, Broken Walls.
Hear That Noise,
Careful With The Boys.
Granted, Here I Remain,
Not A Broken Toy For You To Play.
Damn You Child, What Are You Doing?
To Me To Us, Veins Popped, Skin Blueing.
Blasted Eyes Not Clear Vision,
What Is Your Mission?
Pins And Needles Stab My Brain,
Welcome, It Keeps Me Awake,
Pain.
Pins And Needles Here We Are,
Burning Bright, You're The Star,
Cold To The Touch, She Will Freeze,
Don't Worry, She Does It On Purpose,
Easy Breeze.
Touch Of Her Lips Sets Me On Fire,
Ablaze Charred Corpse,
She's Ammunition And Powder,
Gunfire.
Clouds My Mind With Her Thoughts,
Amidst The Mist I'm Tied In Knots.
Lying Next To Her, Skin On Skin,
Damn That Perfect Grin.
Afraid To Close My Eyes Lest I Not Wake,
Voices Scream, Earthquake.
So Laugh It Up, "Yellow God"
You Got One On Me,
Allow Me To Applaud.
Burning Bright, You're The Star,
Cold To The Touch, She Will Freeze,
Don't Worry, She Does It On Purpose,
Easy Breeze.
Touch Of Her Lips Sets Me On Fire,
Ablaze Charred Corpse,
She's Ammunition And Powder,
Gunfire.
Clouds My Mind With Her Thoughts,
Amidst The Mist I'm Tied In Knots.
Lying Next To Her, Skin On Skin,
Damn That Perfect Grin.
Afraid To Close My Eyes Lest I Not Wake,
Voices Scream, Earthquake.
So Laugh It Up, "Yellow God"
You Got One On Me,
Allow Me To Applaud.
Pins And Needles, Can't Shake Loose,
You Make Her Smile, That's What Matters,
My Chaos, My Ladder,
My Perfect Noose.
Keeping Thoughts Scattered--
See Me--
Yes.
Feed Me--
Yes.
We'll Be Gods
In This Game Of Chess
Against All Odds
Until We're Both In Stitches,
From Rags To Riches.
You Make Her Smile, That's What Matters,
My Chaos, My Ladder,
My Perfect Noose.
Keeping Thoughts Scattered--
See Me--
Yes.
Feed Me--
Yes.
We'll Be Gods
In This Game Of Chess
Against All Odds
Until We're Both In Stitches,
From Rags To Riches.