I’ve tried too long to put it
Back down
Flush it out
Push it out
I need it
That part of myself
Sick honey still receding
I burn the fear a pleasure curves
I spin the wheel with a dying urge
Still crave the feeling
So sick of myself I had to cut it off
I got a life full of debt for when I’m gone
What’s the problem pack it up and move along
Swan dive right into my swan song
Bed full of sweat
All I can dream about the end I could get
It’s a fiction no I’m not finished yet
Life’s sweet taste it out big Tex
(Big Tex)
(Life’s sweet taste it out big Tex)
(Jackpot)
(Jackpot)
I’ve tried to long to put it
Back down
Flush it out
Push it out
I need it
That part of myself
Sick honey still receding
I burn the fear a pleasure curves
I spin the wheel with a dying urge
Still crave the feeling
I still crave the feeling
Do you still crave the feeling
Still crave the feeling
Oh I’m so nine feet tall
When I’m in the hotel room
Normal as I can feel
Air condition consumed
They wanna see me pay back
For what I surely did do
They autopsy my suitcase
And find a field of blue
And so they blow the doors up
And pull the zippers out
Hidden underneath my skin
Coin pouch and her allowance
I see 50 on me 80 on me
90 cents a pop
Pulling all the metal out me
Hidden in my glass jars
When it stops
Do you still crave the feeling
And when it stops
I still crave the feeling
Do you still crave the feeling
Oh I still crave the feeling
It’s those feelings
You swallow
Down
It’s those feelings
You swallow
Down
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