I would swallow my pride I would choke on the rinds But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside Swallow my doubt, turn it inside out Find nothin' but faith in nothing Wanna put my tender, heart in a blender Watch it spin round to a beautiful oblivion Rendezvous, then I'm through with you I've burn, burn like a wicker cabinet Chalk white and, oh, so frail I see our time has gotten stale The tick-tock of the clock is painful All sane and logical I want to tear it off the wall I hear words and clips and phrases I think sick like ginger ale My stomach turns and I exhale I would swallow my pride I would choke on the rinds But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside I would swallow my doubt, turn it inside out Find nothin' but faith in nothing Wanna put my tender, heart in a blender Watch it spin round to a beautiful oblivion Rendezvous, then I'm through with you So callous where my mind states But it's not my state of mind I'm not as ugly sad as you or am I origami Fold it up and just pretend Demented as the motives in your head I would swallow my pride I would choke on the rinds But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside I would swallow my doubt, turn it inside out Find nothin' but faith in nothing Wanna put my tender, heart in a blender Watch it spin round to a beautiful oblivion Rendezvous, then I'm through with you But I alone am the one you don't know You need to keep for your ego Make me blind when your eyes close Sink when you get close Tie me to the bed post I alone am the one you don't know You need you, don't you need © FAKE AND JADED MUSIC; LESS THAN ZERO MUSIC; SOUTHFIELD ROAD MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com