Adult Nightmares

Yar, she blows!
The tin bucket's tipping
Tryna sneak a peak before the curtains thicken
Slick, silk linen
Gets the blood dripping
Hoist up the flag before the clock starts ticking
Oi! I've got a vision
Of horsemen visitin'
Burning up the earth with her heart still in it
Hurtin' something bad when my hearts not in it
Digging up a grave just to put spit in it

Hold your horses, the hour hand's twisting
Our hands touch, my spine starts twitching
Drink a lot of poison 'cause I'm fed up living
"Live, laugh, love" on the wall in the kitchen
Body is a dog it needs a walk when it's timid
Graveyard watches and she yearns from a distance
Quicksand sorrow is a sweet thing to sink in
Stuck in a stew without a pot to piss in



Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Pelleter
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