Paroles
Look for ways to dress me up again
Slip of the finger, feud with your folks
Littered with the corpses of his kin
Littered with the corpses of his friends
Stare into my big wet eyes
Stare into my big wet eyes
Stare into my big blue eyes
Stare into my big blue eyes
I spit dignity from my sore mouth at times
Walk up stairs to greet your pack of smokes
Lie face down in rows of bloody grins
Stand up tall cowboy religion
Crack the code or keep it for your
Crack the code or keep it for your
Crack the code or keep it for your
Crack the code or keep it for yourself
I eat mountains every day for lunch
And love will come when you stop feeding what's
Eating you
Crack the code or keep it for your
Crack the code or keep it for your
Crack the code or keep it for your
Crack the code or keep it for your
Crack the code or keep it for your
Crack the code or keep it for your
Crack the code or keep it for your
Crack the code or keep it for your
Crack the code or keep it for your
Crack the code or keep it for your
Crack the code or keep it for your
Crack the code or keep it for your
Crack the code or keep it for yourself