Civeta Dei letra

pick up this doll, and watch the girl dream
cups spill, what holds, what holds, what holds tomorrow.

clenching the fist, raising the brow...
as glass enters the vein.

justice shines, in her dark eyes...
as an amber sky drips a tear upon a sunset.

this is seraph's dream... ten crowns drop.
parchment paper crumbles, when the curtain falls.

shade this tribulation in pastels...
silk feelings hurt...

the river holds the color you describe as love.

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