El Nuevo Grupo de Omar Rodriguez Lopez Follow

now I only gotta fix the fucking shape I'm in
I'm sure it's the seizures, I'm sure it's the kiss
even as I make haste a drought takes the piss

I was faceless today while you've been away
I was facelifts dusted to high heaven
in the mouth of the vulga, my shellshocked routines
I'll share blood with just about anybody

One Neilsen family at a time in a cardboard test site
and with her granite I am pills to eat

Girl you ain't better than the germs I spread
now I only gotta fix the fucking shape I'm in
I'm sure it's the seizures, I'm sure it's the kiss
even as I make haste a drought takes the piss

The laziest eye droops like cake in sand
right around high noon I'll be lowered in the trap
shards of welt avalanche bit down on foil and rash
I must be sedated by now

The same mistakes your mother made
count me among those that still crave

I'll bet he's scared
and yet unaware
of the Easter shadow
in his prison, a penance hybernates

Don't keep me in vain
don't keep me at bay
the cleaner the guilt, the closer to fraud
the cleaner the high that foams at the mouth

now I only gotta fix the fucking shape I'm in
I'm sure it's the seizures, I'm sure it's the kiss