Letras:
Xo Skeletons Xo Skeletons

: Running out of birthdays Yeah, we're really gonna die with no one on our side It's gonna be a long walk for someone who's shoes got no soul

: I started digging in the sun-shit-storm Of dead August melted chaffed thighs Became a vaginal termite I started dropping all my pants between The

: Stomping on the graves of dead pop stars Drinking the blood of Christ in stolen cars Honey, peachy, flower blossoms, bumblebee Nectar-addicted '70s

: The earths been known to quake The heads been known to ache When you swallow lithium with wine your dreams keep you awake Muzzles off, the fucking

: Oh, the babies we could make Out in parking lots Of young punks jealous of U. S. A. is rotting in the air between our Screams and bloody microphone

: I'm in your creek with bricks for feet A dirty teen dream too perfect for me Two years crashed on a dead end street My heart needs a jump, can we add

: Running out of birthdays Yeah, we're really gonna die with no one on our side It's gonna be a long walk for someone who's shoes got no soul

: I'm in your creek with bricks for feet A dirty teen dream too perfect for me Two years crashed on a dead end street My heart needs a jump, can we add

I'm in your creek with bricks for feet A dirty teen dream too perfect for me Two years crashed on a dead end street My heart needs a jump, can we add