Doom Pony Songtext
von Lucid 3
Doom Pony Songtext
Dragging on a high speed chase
Burning it up on a pledge for doom
Seven on a lonely thread
Pulling them in when you need attention
I′m struck by a simple idea
I'm struck when the horse is dead
Mount the pony instead
Dragging on a high speed chase
Burning it up on a will by two
Seven on a lonely thread
Pulling them in when you need distraction
I′m sick from a little headache
And Dashie said go to bed
I'm spinning the joy you should choose to contain, dear
I'm spinning the joy you should wish to entice, dear
I think the only mistake is that you wish that I was dead, dear
I think the only mistake
Dragging on a high speed chase
Burning it up with a tumble naked
Seven on a lonely thread
Tell her that I am sorry but the thread just broke, dear
I′m feeling out of control
And everything′s moving too slow
Johnny said he didn't know
She likes rust and bikes and dogs and spots and buttons and scarves
Firing fire and hell out of a short circuit mouth
I′m spinning the joy you should choose to contain, dear
I'm spinning the joy you should wish to entice, dear
I think the only mistake is that you wish that I was dead, dear
I think the only mistake
I′m spinning the joy you should choose to contain, dear
I'm spinning the joy you should wish to entice, dear
I think the only mistake is that you wish that I was dead, dear
I think the only mistake
Burning it up on a pledge for doom
Seven on a lonely thread
Pulling them in when you need attention
I′m struck by a simple idea
I'm struck when the horse is dead
Mount the pony instead
Dragging on a high speed chase
Burning it up on a will by two
Seven on a lonely thread
Pulling them in when you need distraction
I′m sick from a little headache
And Dashie said go to bed
I'm spinning the joy you should choose to contain, dear
I'm spinning the joy you should wish to entice, dear
I think the only mistake is that you wish that I was dead, dear
I think the only mistake
Dragging on a high speed chase
Burning it up with a tumble naked
Seven on a lonely thread
Tell her that I am sorry but the thread just broke, dear
I′m feeling out of control
And everything′s moving too slow
Johnny said he didn't know
She likes rust and bikes and dogs and spots and buttons and scarves
Firing fire and hell out of a short circuit mouth
I′m spinning the joy you should choose to contain, dear
I'm spinning the joy you should wish to entice, dear
I think the only mistake is that you wish that I was dead, dear
I think the only mistake
I′m spinning the joy you should choose to contain, dear
I'm spinning the joy you should wish to entice, dear
I think the only mistake is that you wish that I was dead, dear
I think the only mistake
Writer(s): Victoria Girling-butcher Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

