You're asking when do I stop?
When the bottle's empty
Blacker than my father's soul,
Drunk enough to raise us all
Pink roses
Nomad:
Drowning rat
Black
Black
So black you can't even grasp the fact
Blacker than a beggar's soul,
Rich enough to save us all
Pink roses
Lead with your need as god descends
Cold in the ground
What gets me this down?
The smell of magnesium,
The smile of a clown
I want to drink you, scare you, f*ck you and film you