Public Aquarian Freebase Lyrics
rather, the sophisticated stench of the clearly wounded"A champion, certainly not at his best...Choking with personaldistress...Reaching reconciliation. Like a crab in the wetsand...Mine and your object of obsession. Because it's nolonger the thought that counts. Hence the new twist on life aswe know it...A different mask for a different day.It's a tempting world we live in. It's sublime, withouttreatment or release...A new man, from what we believe to bean excruciation of the truth. So how many licks does ittake?... to get to the bottom of the barrel?
December Wolves Public Aquarian Freebase
