Timesbold - Sever'd Lips

sever'd lips in this pocket that
i take out
they are there in these hands where i'd want them
if yer lips don't mind my dirty hands
why should i?
she slips thru the window and
i fall thru the floor
and im slamming my hands in the face of a door
if yer door don't mind yer dancing behind
why should i?
but i don't need it
all i need is you
ain't that fucking cute?
trying to stael a word from the
one who hates birds