Statuette by Sullivan


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Heavy Is The Head by Sullivan

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Statuette
by Sullivan

Album: Heavy Is The Head


You're nothing more than an eye sore.
A seedless rat who picks at his own scars.
I'd sell my soul for an island.
I've payed my price, my tickets at the door.
I'll cut you open.

You are my favorite drug I hope you understand.
You'll soon be broken in my hands.

If I could make you my trophy,
a perfect statuette in a twisted pose.
I'd lay you over the tarmac,
in spite of this insatious urge to let you go,
I fear its over.
I'll cut you open.

You are my favorite drug I hope you understand.
You'll soon be broken in my hands.

I'm not afraid of what I wanna be.
It's right in front of me
until the current pulls me down.
If I could say it and it sounded right,
its like a satellite that i've fallen off of.

I've been cold and numb.
You are my favorite drug.

You are my favorite drug I hope you understand.
You'll soon be broken in my hands.


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