Razor Blade Tongue Lyrics

Why are you hell bent

A propellant

I am the shell and

Very well can

Be more help than

A held hand

Compelled man

Instead stands

Says ladies can

Stick to a pan

Tar black, I crack, a stack, a rack, I pack, I lack, two way track, turn pages back, blackjack, hijack

I was assaulted

Rifle

Asphalted

Cycle

Faulted

What all did

They stifle

The scalded

An eyeful

Tide's pull

I am the moon's skull

All Wolf no wool

In school

The one rule

Was cruel

Was that I play the fool

Now I pocket a hand tool

Husband and wife

Sylvia Plath strife

I'm still beaten in another life

My wound is a knife

Speich

Another strike

I am almost lifelike

Did I have eyesight

I brought a wound to a gunfight

Husband and hold tight

I regrow a limb every night

A woman was made to kill

It's not the look it's the will

Razor blade tongue still

Run of the mill

Run of the mill

Fire drill

Jack fell but Jill

Then stood on the hill

Her laugh was shrill

I spat out every pill

Dug in the landfill

Until

I could drill

Up the thrill

And spill

Over like a daffodil

Oh dead man walks

But mostly he talks

And talks

And mocks and mocks

And locks and unlocks

The music box

Dance you fucking Fox

I see him on the docks

Hitting rocks

The door knocks

He blocks

The man at the door drops

The box

Hits the sidewalks

No doorbell to ring

Just ringing out of her shots