She screams sweet hell
In her old white nighty
With rips and tears
She’s too aware
Sees through the
Big Black Bombs that explode on chickens all the while
She thickens from cracks in the mortar, cracks in the mortar
Babys got Ruby jewel lashes
That’ll whip your spine
I See U grew into
That stiff grey suit
They’ve sewn 4 you
Scrubbed you clean
Now you forget what you mean
Wimpworm completely thick its you who makes me sick
With a brain of brick & mortar
Cracks in the mortar, cracks in the mortar
Cracked in the mortar
Babys got Ruby jewel lashes
That’ll whip your spine
Everytime She blinks
It makes you sink into Ruby jewel lashes.
So I put on my best sunday dress
And I waltz right into this mess
Posing as a guest
Or something much else than a crazy old doll
In a crazy old dress
Cracks in the mortar, cracks in the mortar
Babys got Ruby jewel lashes
That’ll whip your spine everytime She blinks
It makes you sink into Ruby jewel lashes.
The thin moon sings.
It shines like a win
The thin moon sugar it shines like a wind
The thin moon sugar it shines like a wind 4 me