Nuclear Flowers 歌词

Time to write down my mingles with the mid-life White lies from the high times with young minds that want to die Sly elders that try hard enough to fucking cry Just reply that it's all state of mind Fuck that, I can't shake my head And get it back on track Where's my share? My little pitch to little mister Little cut? Hey! What'd I say? "Of course" I fooled the system with issues non-existent And ears that would listen to smiles that would glisten Fists kept on kissing the sisters with intentions While I straddled fences and acted so tense Fuck that, I can't cut the slack And bring the history back of all I've created With you on your deathbed Next to the horse head Staring back "Of course" When I feel it, I try it from up above My water discovers an ancient love Your heart breaks Mexican skyline Suns of frustration Rise at the foot of my bed The nuclear flowers That she picks for me Always seem wilted and dead Flow, ebb As the tequila Flows through my system I'm making friends with the floor When the squid's happy Up on W. Hill Sobriety becomes a chore Lowest tide Why don't you feel? Or can't you? Don't feel Empty Empty Empty Empty cup