Fire On Fire - Assanine Race lyrics

Lying's in the family, same with secrecy Battlin' designs so deep that I lost a finger to my mother When we played a game...cards and hearts and cash Not a scratch ticket in sight... To name a few 50 dollars here won't make a difference When I go out hunting, I could find on two Creeper creeper...lagoon So I'm wading stumps and stamps Collection to the brim Keepin' up I'm collectin' dead men, as we speak Sweet as bourbon pie Oh I wish the wind would grab this swirlin' tail of mine Whip that silly sapling till the clock chimed I don't even know that my blues' gone black The only thing I know's this silly white girl's track I coulda been the mother coulda been the best But I'm only sleepin' in a bed I made long ago It's a blue and black one Even though it's already scorched to the bone Cause those are my colors of sadness those are my colors I'm regardin' trees, have you peeped any recently I heard 'em say we're an a**inine race, Washin' our faces in turpentine, Eatin' off of plates washed over with mines I got a life? Resistin' decay that just comes with life, Part of the package Resistin' decay that Comes... with... life... too...quiet... for... me Keepin' up my accent helps to make it all Secret to the bone Really keepin' this from failin' Cause I care to hard for to laken it together If only I could be as sweet and sincere Keepin' up with friends and family dear I made a call to an old friend who didn't seem To happy to hear from me So maybe i'm a mother, maybe i'm lost Could it be that I ain't so nice to be around It's not your friends that keep you in line it's your Family that drives you out of your mind I gotta keep up with Mr. Jones And a Devil who eats my brother's bones When I find him I'll make him wait As long as my very first date