Portraits Of Past Snicker Snicker Lyrics

I hate to say it, but I had no idea what this would
become. Lulled to sleep. It always works that way.
Bullets in control – watch out for your uniform in
control – watch out for those stray bullets. Tongue tied
– those outside define everything. High beams- my dark
side is everything. No wonder high use of black plastic
eye shields. No one leaves the house without a Kevlar skin suit. Let’s not pretend any longer. A weapon, an
open grave, our desire. Or maybe a simple little glance.
Whose eyes are glued to your head? And we keep saying
f*ck you and they keep right on looking, but I won’t say
one word. No. I won’t say one f*cking word.