Daylight Bombings

The air raids at night are keeping things serene

The president's men are closing in on me

And the crosshair grin you hold me in

Still does not propose an argument

Convincing me to shed the devil's clothes

Electrodes to spine, it's tonguing my wounds clean

That's when the nightmare stops, oh yeah

I had a dream, I had a dream it went

I shackled to the lover of another in a chapel so pristine

Well, Baptized at atheists, I never felt to clean

The more I hear doves cry, the less I want to fly

The more I hear them crying out

When does the seizure end?

When does the cyanide kick in?

I'd like to hike you up over the

Waste of love and back again

Oh my mistress, whoa, sweet distress

Your dress is bringing it all back to me

And we are closer than whores

Caught up in a roundabout in Hell

Twilight isn't in the dark on this one

You can play me out on the hotel floor

Twilight isn't in the dark on this one

You can play me out

The more I hear doves cry, the less I want to fly

The more I hear those doves crying

This is where the plot thickens

Not behind the ribs but below the truth

You can use your sleuth

'Cause I'm begging for proof

This is where the plot thickens

Not behind the ribs but below the truth

You can use your sleuth

'Cause I'm begging for proof, begging for proof

When does the seizure end?

When does the cyanide kick in?

I'd like to hike you up over the

Waste of love and back again

Oh my mistress, whoa sweet distress

Your dress is bringing it all back to me

And we are closer than whores

Caught up in a roundabout

No need to run away

The pig was snuffed and laid

We saw this happening all on the front page

This is the last time we bet on landmines

We've got a lot riding on this one

So save your bullets for the call back

We've got a lot riding on this one

Don't turn your back till you see the blood flow back