Sweet Talkin'
knock em' dead, kid
with your black and white photos
love letter scrawls in your tiny notebook
dried up flowers
with the petals folded
you'll wow em' all, kid
in the city streets
the decadent hedonists trading feet
bright light marquee
your misspelled name the golden calf
you'll drop the jaws, kid
with guitar riff catholicism
reaching towards the nose bleeds
pin point accuracy
more deadly than napalm
they'll slit your throat, kid
for the blood in your veins
inspiration hungry vampires
distopian daydreamers, crimson fountain party crashers
with a knack for the machinations of ruin
they'll eat your corpse, kid
for a taste of the late great
to theive away the tiny you's still crawling
still spreading the jealous gospel
you won't be dead 'till the imposter arrives
with your black and white photos
love letter scrawls in your tiny notebook
dried up flowers
with the petals folded
you'll wow em' all, kid
in the city streets
the decadent hedonists trading feet
bright light marquee
your misspelled name the golden calf
you'll drop the jaws, kid
with guitar riff catholicism
reaching towards the nose bleeds
pin point accuracy
more deadly than napalm
they'll slit your throat, kid
for the blood in your veins
inspiration hungry vampires
distopian daydreamers, crimson fountain party crashers
with a knack for the machinations of ruin
they'll eat your corpse, kid
for a taste of the late great
to theive away the tiny you's still crawling
still spreading the jealous gospel
you won't be dead 'till the imposter arrives