Tuesday - Moodie Black

Way off flesh with my face

Sawed off lace in my wake

Paris in a fire in my bathroom

Sad in my black in my costume

Driving in a circle on a day off

Staring at a wall with the sun on

Dreaming in a mouthful of past

Fucking up the cameras in my gas

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

I don’t like this house

I don’t like this town

I don’t like this job

I would rather give my power to the flowers

By the promise of a bullet to the…

Let down shamans by the fangs

Touched by the spirits for my dress

Left out of war

Wanna fucking run but I’mm torn

What I love what I need

I want more

Whatever the pain from your eyes

I ain’t what there is I’m a product of the sky

Buried in the prairies it’s apparent I will die

Probably with appearance of the body i defied

Every day is hard

Some days are harder, heart stops often

No insurance so I’m off it…

Pattern of the black fucked out

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods

Tearing up my Gods