Letras
Your poison ivy moves like a lurid motion within time
It rings and stings over and over
Still the eggshells must complain
My mother remains and yet today
My legs grow weak, he isn't here, near
Boy I can care less what you think my dear
Malingered tension falls on the tip of raw dog silhouettes
Succumbs in streams of mental anguish
Still the hotcakes lost half warmth
There's never any need to believe all those awful words she said
She pushed the air out, left her mind down the block
The itch on the skin was provoked by the ivy's touch
Relentless pricking, covering herself up in rags
God let you go
My father was insane
But still someday these senses will come off like wax, soon
Boy I can care less, we are just the same
My mother remains and yet today
My legs grow weak, he isn't here, near
Boy I can care less what you think my dear