Silence is silver
I don’t want any tea with my sugar
I am at one with apples
Christmas eve
Just hanging at the gallows
Another flawless execution
To remedy the peeling sutures
Here, it's a flat scene.
Christmas lights twinkle
Sparkling within the reflection of the tv screen
Evergreen, oh, evergreen.
Your plastic limbs
hardly deserve any given esteem
Because you’re an imposter
One of the biggest fakes
That I have ever seen.
Our relationship is prehistoric
Like an old woman sitting at a beauty parlor
But my sheets are still warm
Sleep lost like a dead king
And now i'm miserable, dear
Since there's nowhere to run
Because I just got here.
So if you do love me
Show, don't tell.
And I’ll do my best to quiet
The prison riot
Going on inside your wishing well
We’re two of a kind
a sheep and spider
Sharing a sleeping bag
Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 12:14 AM UTC
Silence is silver
I don’t want any tea with my sugar
I am at one with apples
Christmas eve
Just hanging at the gallows
Another flawless execution
To remedy the peeling sutures
Here, it's a flat scene.
Christmas lights twinkle
Sparkling within the reflection of the tv screen
Evergreen, oh, evergreen.
Your plastic limbs
hardly deserve any given esteem
Because you’re an imposter
One of the biggest fakes
That I have ever seen.
Our relationship is prehistoric
Like an old woman sitting at a beauty parlor
But my sheets are still warm
Sleep lost like a dead king
And now i'm miserable, dear
Since there's nowhere to run
Because I just got here.
So if you do love me
Show, don't tell.
And I’ll do my best to quiet
The prison riot
Going on inside your wishing well
We’re two of a kind
a sheep and spider
Sharing a sleeping bag
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