Tune Grief

the kind of things you say
your own worst enemy
you say them every day
the deadlines from a saint
i could know each tongue
i could???
i could???
into one slow stream
so long
if you give me time to rush it out & shove it in my face
(bla bla bla)??? loves to see (loves deceit?)??? rest of life (rest in line?)
when its time you gotta take steROIDS???
and you know
who’s the sum
who’s the cinnamon and ketchup again
who you spun, who you seein
and the one-line variety
so strong
will you give me time to break it out
shoot it in my leg
when they talk about alternative rights
they got no people, no shame???
boredom in the bedroom
the time when the guys???
our time to shine
through the sorcerer??? divine???
here we go my dear
its so strong
will you give me time to shove it out &???
oh-whoa-whoa
will you give me time to shove it out & put it in my face