don't you dare come and bother me no more I had a good friend I could only destroy And lovers I loved less than anybody could afford Yes, but this old rocking horse
chasing a lie tracing our scars moaning for help to be held and every day we feel further away from ourselves the concrete is wet, i feel too comfortable
I hate your, can't stand your, holding back But I want to say much more Every day gets worse Can't take this, we made this Been a long time running out
She's a dead horse. There's no sense in beating her into the ground. She's a dead horse. Accept it and move on. No matter how many times you kick her
Salvations on a credit card You are selling God (you are selling God) Dead Horse (x2) Ride the Dead Horse Ride on the Dead Horse Get off your horse
Just listen to the politician Wishing his position wasn?t missing Everything his heart would like to say And a constant in the constitution Is that there
know Is it so, that's what I'm asking She said her love is stronger than herself Is that so, or am I just riding on a dead horse Riding on a dead horse
goin' through {Then when she said she was gonna like Wreck my car, I didn't know what to do} Sometimes I feel like I'm beatin' a dead horse And I don
distorted I sense the pleasure, the goat in me Fuck Start flogging the fuckin' dead horse You know you want to Start fuckin' the flogged dead horse
Go ahead my friend it's all a game for you So go deny it How you've succumb to glut, Model of what not to do Now realize it Turn out my light if I give
the top of your lungs and in vain This bandwagon is on it's last leg How long will you beat this dead horse? I have no compassion as a witness to your
And if what you've got is still nothing, you feel the chill as summer leaves. Breathe the cold into your lungs and known you truly are alone. We walk
I ain't got no horse I ain't got no horizon And just the scar on both my eyes I swear I got from crying Where I was born it don't matter There ain't
horse is dead Oh, we rode the dusty trails together At the Saturday morning picture show The dusty trails're gone now but it hurts to hear it said Pinto, the wonder horse is dead
all going through (Then when she said she was gonna like wreck my car... I didn't know what to do) Sometimes I feel like I'm beatin' a dead horse An
Through, the eyes of weaken souls tears. The drowned life acquires all his fear. A hollowed body stands to represent thy. Apologies release his life.
I've seen you sitting in your bed, in your brown gown of dead flowers. And inside your room, in its corners where spiders crawl, and a sour dream centipede
goin' through (Then when she said she was gonna like wreck my car... I didn't know what to do) Sometimes I feel like I'm beatin' a dead horse An
