Fake Moustache

im goin to heaven with a fake moustache
im gonna try my luck in the clouds
my hearts getting used to this whiplash
im letting go take my hand quickly
wonder what its like on the other side
if green pastures wait for me there
heads a lion my heart is a butterfly
i gotta go i gotta go quickly
im not use to her violence
ive never known anyone so
beautiful in her silence
ive never known anyone at all
burried into my stone heart
beneath the dust of an age
im not use to this girl no
i wasn’t built for this world, im slipping
in the kitchen making me strip slow
wants to see what im made from
wants to feel me, play with her heart strings
she gotta know she gotta go quickly
theres a tiger asleep in my bedroom
im in the garden shaking with fear
morning clouds look just like a high way
i gotta go i gotta go quickly
im not use to her violence
ive never known anyone so
beautiful in her silence
ive never known anyone at all
burried into my stone heart
beneath the dust of an age
im not use to this girl no
i wasnt built for this world im slipping
im not use to her violence
ive never known anyone so
beautiful in her silence
ive never known anyone at all
burried into my stone heart
beneath the dust of an age
im not use to this girl no
i wasnt built for this world im slipping