Sergio Lyrics

Wet hands admitted and Through dead nails all splitting sand
Underneath it's strychnine Winds that change are never seen Beasts that back to the wall and cry Best of the hopeless never die
For God's sake forget to speak Miles of what you've got to eat
Terminal, the playgroup says Off to the side with an average Blaming the dolls like heretics Apostles or inebriates
Hold on tight, we're going to wake Laugh to death for pity's sake
Framed for crimes that are never sold Lies and secrets never been told Look just like the two of us Standing at the terminus
Framed for crimes that are never sold Lies and secrets never been told Look just like the two of us Standing at the terminus
Framed for crimes that are never sold Lies and secrets never been told Look just like the two of us Standing at the terminus