Terminal Stare


You gave a sickly moan as I dug you up
It was the sweetest song I ever heard
Such grace, such poise, such cold black lips
It's been years and you ain't said a word

Well locked up in my shabby room, I ate the key, we're goin' nowhere
I'll just sit here hypnotized, slave to your terminal stare

Well got no reason to leave the house today
I got everything I need in your eyes
A layer of filth upon your taffeta gown
A vanilla cobweb on your thigh

Well locked up in my shabby room I ate the key, we're goin' nowhere
I'll just sit here hypnotized, slave to your terminal stare
Terminal stare...

Sorrow knows no restraints or bounds
Stabs like daggers in the heart of your lovin' man
Tearful memories, that's all I have
Since you crumbled into dust down in my hands

Locked up in my shabby room, I ate the key, we're goin' no where
I"ll just sit here hypnotized, slave to your terminal stare
Well locked up in my shabby room, I ate the key, we're goin' no where
I"ll just sit here hypnotized, slave to your terminal stare
Terminal stare
Terminal stare
Terminal stare



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