I am the key to the lock in your dressThat keeps

Part girl is gone and all I think about

environmentIs in your doorIs in your lackIs in your lensBaby

Baby suckles thumbI'm so good at everyone's causeBaby, you're the groundI

really messed up everythingYou really messed up everythingIf

turn nasty nowThe dusts of hellA pillar of my

Can't get the stink offHe's been hanging 'round for daysComes like

Thom: What are you doing with that bottle?Hey now, don't be

two, three, Mary come to meFor I am

let out of the bottleIt is now the witching

years of waitingNothing cameAs your life flashed before your

love me like I was a brotherThey protect me,

No longer caught upBig church wallMaking some noise with a pair

get home from work and you're still standingIn your

can start now, you ready? Yeah we can start now,

Fitter, happier, more productiveComfortableOccasional drinking to strengthen social bondsRegular running every

for the rag and bone manOver my dead bodySomething

touches me, manThese walls are three feet thickWouldn't take

heart that's full up like a landfillA job that

could you stop the noise?I'm trying to get some