"Anesthesia" lyrics
"Anesthesia"
Yeah
Everybody's talking about the girl who went and killed the deliveryman
But she looks so kind and gentle it just doesn't stand to reason
I saw her right there just the other night as stately as a slot machine
When she looked my way something mad as Hell came over me
Anesthesia
Mona Lisa
I've got a little gun here comes oblivion
I never loved you
How did you find me
The cops will never prove complicity
Now Anna (one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight)
All good children go to Heaven
I remember your face that August night when we lied about the beautiful times to come
And that crazy old man who came much too late and caused a chain reaction
I've been hanging out here for eleven long years like a church mouse wondering where the cat has gone
And looking at you now is driving me to distraction
Anesthesia
Mona Lisa
I've got a little gun here comes oblivion
I never loved you
How did you find me
The cops will never prove complicity
Now Anna (one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight)
All good children go to Heaven
I never loved you
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- Shai Hulud Lyrics
album:
"A Profound Hatred Of Man" (2006)
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