The Number Twelve Looks Like You The Devil's
Dick Disaster Letras:
when does this start?
when does this end?
someone is there, whose never a friend.
how do you do?
how do i do?
how should i ask, "where are my shoes?"
what is this coat?
what is this face?
i just need change to get out of this place.
why all this pacing, why all the drugging?
gimmie that change, before I start mugging.

it started when liquor became the star character just breaking a leg.
needless to say taking advantage of blind elders isn't very saint.
spitting out the beer then growing my hair then to finding alcapulco gold.
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then came halucinations anger just sinking into her face.

a simmering pot, of glue, im waiting to sniff, its just enough chemicals to
put a small hole, into the, ozone layer, introduced to some, powder dumping
into my system. working at bookstores with never showering, yellow pit
stains dance music war stories on, tape.

enter here, follow signs to down hill, take caution, leave behind all your
sexual,powers, apocalypse, night has, no mercy, all he buds are, bas-tards
when they choose to, overlook, and eliminate your, fan-tasy tonight.

needless to say taking advantage of blind elders isn't very saint.
the snow is coming the flakes are all a flurry some touched my skin.
(they melt away) but i have a purpose i never sway walking for hours dont
feel the cold. (cant see the sun) theres just the road, the trees, the
piles of leaves, like vomit on the ground.

i arrive and inhale i inhale and exhale and i know in my heart the devil
doesnt lie I am a fucking machine I am fucking machine inhale and exhale
and inhale and exhale I am a fucking machine.
Letras: The Devil's Dick Disaster The Number Twelve
Looks Like You [final]