Sex, Money, Clothes And Death lyrics

Feeling real dried out Like a dear on the side of the road Feeling real wiped out Like a shark on the shore So Slant faced I frown Children stand up For a new crown I've got no answers But I'm still loud Guess that makes one of us? All I think about is Sex, money clothes and death It's not that complicated It's all that's in my head Sex, money clothes and death I'm blowing fuses and wires till there's nothing left I'm At a fearful height No one Could ever Ever Understand Contour sketches In my thoughts Making scribbles thru my head Let think sink run more Impulses roar Timing doesn't care when it works And you're asking polite You wanna know All I think about is Sex, money clothes and death It's not that complicated It's all that's in my head Sex, money clothes and death I'm blowing fuses and wires till there's nothing left