-Around The Fur

My Own Summer (Shove It)
Hey you, Big Star
Tell me when it's over (?)
Hey you, big mood (?)
Guide me to shelter
'cause I'm through
When the two
hits the six and it's summer

SHOVE
Shove it Shove it Shove it
SHOVE
Shove it Shove it Shove it
THE SUN
Shove it Shove it Shove it
THE SUN
Shove it aside

I think god is moving
It's tounge
Theres no crowds in the street
And no sun in
(my own summer)
The shade is a tool
A device
A saviour
See I try and look up
To the sky
But my eyes burn

SHOVE
Shove it Shove it Shove it
SHOVE
Shove it Shove it Shove it
THE SUN
Shove it Shove it Shove it
THE SUN
Shove it inside ?

I think eyes move it
It's time
Theres no crowds in the street
End of summer

In my
Own
Summer

Lhabia
Somewhere outside there are tricks and evil
Holler downstairs while I drive
I want to watch you buttercup coming through the fog of dying boredom
I'll try it all sixteen alive skin bound by a voice
I dont want to go but I want it well at least you fucking care

Dying of boredom
I'll try it all
I'll be faint like a crook

It look and feels great
But look at what it's doing to you
But that's ok look at how it feels

Mascara
I feel soon
I will sink into you
What do you think?
'cause there's still blood
In your hair and
I've gotta bruise
Of the year

But there's something about her
long shady eyes
I'm all about her
shade tonight

I hate your tattoos
You have weak wrists
But I'll keep you

But there's something about us
long shady eyes
I'm all about her
shade tonight

Well it's too bad
It's too bad
It's too bad you're married
To me

Around the Fur
Hey vanity
This vial is empty
So are you
Hey glamourus
This vial is not god any more

Speak -
I don't get it
Should I ignore your fashion
Or go buy the book
I don't want it
I just want your fixated on me
Coming back
I'm coming back around
The fur

Prostitute
Climb back down from the floor
Please don't fuck around
And die like this
Cause I love her

Speak -
I don't get it
Should I ignore your fashion
Or go buy the book
I don't want it
I just want your fixated on me
Coming back
I'm coming back around
The fur

Take -
It takes
My eyes again
Around the fur
The fur
Around

SPEAK - aw that's so sad you're back
I don't wanna get pissed off
But anyway
Come on - came so far
I'm here to say
(?????)
SPEAK - you're a liar
You're lying
I don't care about
WRONG
WRONG
WRONG!!

Rickets
It's so simple to look at every little thing I do wrong
It's so simple to overlook every little thing I do right, right
I think too much
I'm way too much
Too stuck up

You're probably right this time but I don't want to listen
You're probably right this time but I don't even care

I lose things too much
I'm not one to trust

You're probably right this time but I don't want to listen
You're probably right this time but I don't even care
And if it was mine to say I wouldn't say it
And if it was mine to say I wouldn't speak

Be Quiet and Drive (Far Away)
This town
Don't feel mine
I'm fast to
Get away
Far

I dressed you
In her clothes
Now drive me
Far
Away (3x)

It feels good to know you're all mine
So drive me far
Away (3x)

Far away
I don't care where, just far
Away
I don't care where, just far
Away
I don't care!

(strangled kat impressions)
-chorus 2x-

Lotion
I meant! To come back to put out bliss
But the style is crumbling
Covered canned
It was sick and no you don't
Even know how
It comes shifts then gets ruined by you

Fucking slobs but it's classical anyways
I can't! Help it makes me so sick over and over
It sits stiff bound with no heart
Fine 'cause this is where the separation starts
Arising
I can see it comin' over you

It's classical anyways
How cool are you?
I remember

I feel sick (4x)

It's just a bad call!
It's so funny how you think I'm so serious
But that's not it
The thing is
I don't give enough to give a fuck
It's just plain boring
Ah you bore me asleep!

It's classical anyways
How cool are you?
I remember
I feel sick(4x)
Feel sick god (6x)
And I feel sickened
And who the fuck are you anyway you fuck
It's making sick sense
Seeing how you're sticking out
Hardly and hoping
Money please
Arise up off the fuckin' knees
And hop off the train for a second and
Try to find you're fucking heart

-chorus-

I feel sick right here(8x) ?
I feel sick

Dai the Flu
Always wonder what it takes
Fifteen stitches
And a soft parody
To make my eyes
Be like deceit
I believe the sting
Proves heart to me

I know that you love me
Thank god that you love at all dislocated
At the joint
Timing is everything
In the bed
'Cause you'll sleep for hours
To keep away
Then sink the teeth
And bat your eyes now

I know that you love me
Thank god that you love at all

What surprise I was
Right here
Going off and going on

At least now I know

I know that you love me
Thank god that you love at all

What a surprise!
I was right here going off and going on
Dai the flu

Head Up
Got back out
Back off the forefront
I never said or got to say bye to my boy
But it's often I try I think about
How I'd be screaming and the times
Would be bumping all our minds
Would be flowing taking care of shit
Hey holmes what you needing
Sometimes life will be coming off
Whack and will open your eyes

As I proceed to get loose
I feel you next to me fiending
Getting spacey
With the common love of music
Think of this as the sun
And the mind as a tool
But we could bounce back from this one
With attitude will and some spirit
With attitude
Will your spirit we'll shove it aside
(If anybody knows what Max says inbetween here, please let me know!!)
Soulfly! Fly High! So Fly! Fly Free!

When You Walk Into This World

Walk into this world
With your head up high

Head up! Head up! Head up! Head up! High!

MX
You're so sweet
Your smile
Your magazine and
Your bones
You're on fire
You move me
Like music
With your style

Let me think
About girls
And money
And new clothes
Thirty nights of violence
And sugar to love

Come here, come here
Closer to the lung so
I can, I can
Shove her over railing

You're sweet, but I'm tired
Of proving this love
You're a bore
But you move me
Like a movie
That you are

Let me think
(Think about what?)
About girls
(And what else)
And money
And new clothes
(And what do it get?) ?
Thirty nights (uh-huh) of violence (yeah)
And sugar to love

Come here, come here
Closer to the lung so
I can, I can
Shove her over railing