Texty:
Two Tongues Crawl

My love, I lack the confidence To say what's on my mind I guess I'm prone to shake and sweat Confounded every time I see you do the things you do Pale

s alright) (How could it be, it's alright) You can crawl right into me, In your bed when you just can't sleep You can crawl right into me Leave me, (You can crawl

horns on my helmet Little doll crawl in cherry red velvet Burning Man in the house of charm Chemical to the mouth but not to the arm My tastes spinning out of control Your face two

From the mouth back to the jail That is posing as tongue If we crawl at two We could crawl at twenty-two If we crawl at two We could crawl at twenty-two

beers, take twelve beers You've got the clues to mend the world Thirteen beers, fourteen beers Tongue-tied and double vision Fifteen beers, sixteen beers Bumping and crawling

And date each other Some, something, something, something Something, something, something, something, I dunno Pop pills, pills I pop Pop two pills, on stilts I walk Snort two

of a shadow Not the regal creature of border caves But the poor, misguided, direction less familiar Of some obscure Scottish poet The mist crawls from

name, they had said was cursed beyond measure The families at odds fought with poisoned tongues And yet through the dark of blind, bitter hate Broke a glittering light of two

it?s fabulous After all of this watching himself just crawl Think you see him? He?s not there, that?s just light that?s not yet dead Wait two hours