SpoonFool - Bull Headly

Throwing stones in the house tastes like copper
There's never anyone around so why bother
Get all strung out on the couch you filthy little junkie
Your face is pale lips turning blue because you're dying

Life is wasted running all the time
Loneliness is never far behind
Screaming out before it's all gone
Just hoping to speak to god
No one's listening

Loneliness oh how profound always drowning
Love the taste of her perfume it smells like cigarettes
When Hedley Bull is hanging around it's snowing on the bookshelf
When thunder breaks without a sound it's just like morphine

Looking up the sky started bleeding
Heart is slow she's barely breathing
Pin point pupils and needles on the floor
Haunted by the silent chair against the door
The bright lights flashing

Inside the emptiness there's nothing left to find we can still try
Empty together makes for miserable company
Rip off all of my clothes let's get freaky
Acting like nobody knows that we're still broken

Crossed the line there's no going back now
Blurry vision is bringing her down
Bracelets made of tourniquets are strapped into place
Using public bathrooms to powder her face
And at home she's always licking off the mirror

No one's listening

Written by:
Zachary Kirkpatrick

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