Text: Man Man. Knuckle Down.

all my branches break
when you go and tell me
your body can't take not to be lonely
I'm racing through the dark
a headless Saint Bernard
to cauterize the scars
that line your dirty heart

what the hell can I do
when you whisper
'push me'
snapping like a tiny trap
I lost all my honey
I'm bracing through the shiver
string me in your quiver
aiming for the skyline
but shoot me in the river

and terror grips me
when you palpitate
cause just directly
sadness spreds your legs
I cannot pay the toll
turning daimonds into coal
traveling down this hole
throwing conscience to the wind

it's yours, it's not a path that
I ever thought I would travel to get you back
our panic will burst like birds full of aspirn
we're not to blame
it's the same is it was now before, so

I'm not a scoundrel
It's just the suit that fits me
cut tiny breeze lines, maintains insanity
never thought I'd be like a hunger window appetite
a hunger window urge for thrills
to things I despise


so I asked the devil
how to learn to handle
women with a shovel
digging downward spirals
he tells me what to do
and how to strut my cool
polish all my boots
with all your lovers blood

it's cursed, not a road that I ever thought
I would travel to get you back
our panic will burst like birds full of aspirn
we're not to blame
it's the same is it was now before

and I'll roll the trenches,
but you're just what I need
makes you more than anything,
cause you're everything to me
you met your match, don't even know it yet
challenge isn't challenge when evils got your wrench

it's cursed, not a road that I ever thought
I would travel to get you back
our panic will burst like birds full of aspirn
we're not to blame
it's the same is it was now before, so