OddCrow

Let me slip inside your ivory casket Let me bite into your broken heart I haven't the slightest when this started But now I feel it tearing me apart   Down, I'm falling down down I like the way you tell your mended story You know I like the way you taste your lie If we take this moment steal the pleasure It will always be good goodbye. You can peek you can peak Through the hole in the wall You can peek you can peek Through the hole in the wall But you still won't see me,   You still won't see me at all

You ran me off I hope you are happy While I tumble like a house of cards You made me soft When you're so lovely To say I don't love your games is hard You want the truth But I want the meaning I dipped my hands into your flaws I played the game And you kept me reeling Now use your tears to heal these scars You pulled my strings And you clipped them softly I was your little marionette You bat your eyes And the lids dark the skies And a hurt I won't soon forget A perfect day When it's all shades of grey We'll split the world in twine for a start I played the game And you kept me reeling Now use your tears to heal these scars

Pushed and pulled Spending days with cowards While we're Bought and sold If this one is clean Why give him shots?

We shall harbor no hate Nor shall we harbor fear Fear in a sense is the wound of man We are born to fight against it Yet only to succumb Grab trepidation by its neck And tear out its throat You can bathe in its blood And taste what you once were For in darkness we still see light And as our hours grow short We will fight To stand for fear no more

Now I can't wash the blood off my hands Or clean up what I helped spill in the sand I pulled on your strings like a marionette But the look in your eyes, I'll never forget If could rewind, change what I said The tears of the living, fall for the dead And now I know that I can't take this fate Watching the flowers age on your grave

I'm a post war baby And I've never been a soldier But I fight a war everyday Carry your weight on my shoulders While I'm out bussing tables and pinching pennies You spend my hard earned dollars And now you're watching TV I'm working to the bone I got this sweat around my collar All you do is stand in line Welfare office Few hundred dollars I wish I had the luxury Just to live so greedy So you can come to my work place And spend my money freely Don't bark at me for my mistake And don't forget the tip Because I'm just making minimum wage No wonder I'm so bent.

You're beautiful and broken With these spiders in your head You placed your heart up on a shelf To keep it from the dead I know you told me to whisper But I can't think of the words And I waste my whole summer Trying to crawl out and be first But I know I'll just fall back And do it all again Spending most of my days Just digging at my skin You can say that I'm a liar In the filth my mouth is deep But I'd give up my light and fire Just to watch you sleep I'd give you any moment I can't say that it's a phase I know you think it's funny Sometimes I just see shades of gray But you've never really left It's like you never wa

Miser must we talk this way forever? I want nothing more than to take you home Can't you hear the scratching at your door? The hoof prints and beating wings You are what they're looking for Just reach for your casket And stay longing for your shallow tomb I've prayed, you've strayed – your broken wings All I want is to save you…

See up there on my hollow hill My house just down the lane I'm sitting in my work shop Tiring my bones and wearing on my brain I've got all my little pieces The gears, cogs and dials To make my clockwork monster And be painted with a smile So I'm tugging and tinkering Grabbing pieces from the box The wheels begin to turn And I had an ingenious thought But no, I shouldn't give it a name As my work is almost done And as I started it up It took the breath straight from my lungs It was feeling, it was caring It devoured me at the start I knew the monster it had become My little clockwork heart

People go on endlessly, Debating back and forth the substance and circumstance of love. Some say love is like a rose, Some say it's like spring time And some have even gone as far to say "it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah" But that's not what I think I think that love is like a woman's flesh Tender, gentle and soft to the touch You can't push too hard It will bruise, become sore or even tear. You have to be careful with love Too much and you might split the object of your desire in half.