Phoxjaw
Shotgunlipstick
I've got something that'll stop you weeping
Tossing and turning, counting sheep
And when life gets rough, just stroke some fluff
And if it don't work, just say you've had enough

And I'll take you to Lyme Regis
To look at the curly wurly bones inside the stones
And stare out as the ocean drones

If I broke a magic 8 ball and I swallowed it all
Would you pump out the truth or the juice?
If I broke a magic 8 ball
Would you throw it into all the things that I own?

Why do I keep looping past memories?
Holding on dearly, time's rushing past
So I'll take my pictures and hang them in a red room
Stare at them with gloom
Stare real close, magnifying glasses
Somе memories are triggеred by perfume
Notes of lavender, my heart it blooms
And it stings, it stings, it stings, it stings
With my teeth I ripped apart your beautiful wings

Blow your kisses
Blow your kisses with the shotgun kisses
Blow your kisses with the shotgun
Blow your kisses with the shotgun
If I broke a magic 8 ball and I swallowed it all
Would you pump out the truth or the juice?
If I broke a magic 8 ball
Would you throw it into all the things that I own?

If I broke a magic 8 ball and I swallowed it all
Would you pump out the truth or the juice?
If I broke a magic 8 ball
Would you throw it into all the things that I own?