THE NUMBER TWELVE LOOKS LIKE YOU LYRICS

1. Don't Get Blood On My Prada Shoes

Cringing at the sight, flawless face dragged
I giggled, kissing my fingers, type c and saliva bubbling
Kissing my fingers
Find an easier way of dying, before you get murdered.
Type c and saliva bubbling
Kissing my fingers
The floor boards will never hold the same finish

2. Jesus And Tori

The soiled ground for the sacrifice
Dispelled. crippling. faulty. holyland.
I am your martyr, your stigmata
The tears turn to blood beneath my eyes.
My body listens... as you whisper
My fingers bend... as I'm nailed to your cross.
The splinters etch... hearts in my back
I denounce this crucifixion, I demand another sacrifice.
A cast shadow over this narrow hill
Pulling my fingers from these nails
There will be no use for a second coming

3. Document.Gracebudd

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I took her to an empty house in Westchester I had already picked up.
When we got there I told her to wait outside, pick wild flowers.
I went upstairs and stripped all of my clothes off.
I knew if I did not I would get her blood on them.
When all was ready I went to the window and called her.
Then I hid in the closet until she was in the room.
She saw me all naked and began to cry and tried to run downstairs.
I grabbed her and she said she would tell her mama.
First I stripped her naked.
How she did kick bite and scratch.
I choked her to death.
Then I cut her into small pieces so I could take my meat to my room, cook
And eat it.
Sweet and tender her ass roasted in the oven
It took me nine days to eat her entire body.
I did not fuck her.
Though I could have as I wished.
She died a virgin.

4. Blue Dress

Dragged to the burial where witches flew overhead.
Roses drip black and children weep in awe at their mother's side
And tissues break. shows your ample wit.
To get back at your bastards lust.
Razor proof veil and an odor less scarf bring the day to rust.
Blue dress at a black grave.
Razor proof veil and an odor less scarf bring the day to rust.

5. If These Bullets Could Talk

What you've accomplished towards me was sickening
So I'll be sure to return the favor.
You hurt me horribly, I turned back, you killed me.
I haven't for much, but I'll ask you this...
Why would you destroy your best friend...
I'm so tired of looking into mirrors, just to see the reflection cry.
So plain and simple, I need you to die.
As there piling away your worthless body
I'll be sure to shatter the tombstones that are laid
Theres nothing more I'd rather see
Than you chasing bullets as you fall into a tunnel
Then your heart goes comatose and your appendages torn off
Sending out the harmony that you're gone
You're gone
YOU'RE GONE!
Place this picture of my face in your lovers' hands,
Watch her dying in pain and disbelief.
Now you're gone, now you're gone...
YOU'RE GONE!!!
I feel that I've done my part,
But now it's time to stop this beating heart...
How could you destroy
Your best friend
But now it's time, for me, to stop... beating

6. Bambi The Hooker And A Case A Beer

From these bloody hills
Comes unmixed oil and water
Concentrated by abstract particles
Distilled through cross pollination

7. Empty Calm

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8. Civeta Dei

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 seraplis 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 LYRICS