Norma Jean
Absentimental: Street Clam
Curses
Curses
Curses
Curses of black halos
Go, run your mouth
Open mouth
Run your open mouth
Close your open mouth
Close your open mouth
Sun blacks out, sky blacks out
Sun blacks out, sky blacks out
Sun blacks out, sky blacks out
Sun blacks out, sky blacks out
The sun blacks out
Don't plan on sitting under the falling sky
So pointless
So pointless to fall, fall, fall
Please believe what you see
And what you hear
Not what you love
You love
(8X)
Caught by the dove
(3X)
Your names are indications in red blood
(4X)
I'm choking
I'm choking
I'm choking
On my tongue