I'll Make My Own Hours letra

Ten thousand times I could tell you over,
How many times I would rip through walls and ticking a typing.

I wrote a library of books in that back closet.
Scraping at the walls, with my knees in a magazine.
Roll her on out just to slide her back in.
Unravelling rolls into their machinery and click away.

This was where you could embrace misery.
With enough energy you could talk yourself out of anything.
A mind in flight, full of addiction; a circulating masterpiece

This glorious night, as I trip the horizon turns vertical.
I'd burn this place down if I had a match.

My nicotine hands are shaking.
A frantic voice is at the other side of the receiver.
"Won't you even tell me a portion of the problem?"

I grab a fist full of air and lunge at your face.

The Number Twelve Looks Like You - Letras

• ...If They Holler, Don't Let Go Pt. 2
• Alright, I Admit... It Was A Whore House
• An Aptly Fictional Description
• An Exercise In Self Portature: Go Shoot Yourself
• Bambi The Hooker And A Case A Beer
• Blue Dress
• Category
• Civeta Dei
• Clarissa Explains Cuntainment
• Cradle In The Crater
• Document.Gracebudd
• Don't Get Blood On My Prada Shoes
• Ease My Siamese
• El Pinata De La Muerte
• Gallery Of Thrills
• Given Life
• Glory Kingdom
• Grandfather
• I'll Make My Own Hours
• If These Bullets Could Talk
• Imagine Nation Express
• Interspecies
• Jay Walking Backwards
• Jesus Tori
• Last Laughter
• Like A Cat
• Marvin's Jungle
• My Sharona (the Knack)
• Of Fear
• Operating On A Rerun Episode
• Paper Weight Pigs
• Raised And Erased
• Retort, Rebuild, Remind
• Rise Up Mountain
• Ruin The Smile
• Sleeping With The Fishes, See?
• Sword Swallower
• Texas Dolly
• The Devil's Dick Disaster
• The Garden's All Nighters
• The League Of Endangered Odditie
• The Proud Parents Convention Held In The ER
• The Try (Thank You)
• The Weekly Wars
• To catch a Tiger
• Tombo's Wound