Testo Hold The Line

Meeting Eddie Pills(?)
I got a couple hundred bills
And I hope he rounds it up
Yes this one time he round it up

Where'd my nightclubs go?
I'm wearing my blossom robe
But I can't even get it up So how 'm I supposed to give a fuck?

Mama said don't you touch that junk
Even though it feels good
You don't always have to touch, ooh

Our sweet parents love us cause they don't see
The bags round our eyes and all the bruises on our thighs
No one knows you're hurting
Until you start to cry

But if we blow softly, softly, then we'll
Keep the flame alive and watch it burning overnight
Wanna thank you mama
For being so blind
Cat stuffed in my underpants
I'm overflowing watch me dance
Mosquito mass hysteria
I'm serving up malaria
Pigeon sat upon my hat
I'm feeding squirrels, feeding rats
I'll feed your fucking terrier
The snow white of your area

Papa said you don't want that smack
Even though it's hard to play
Better start acting straight, mate

Our sweet parents love us cause they don't see
The bags round our eyes and all the bruises on our thighs
No one knows you're hurting
Until you start to cry

I've been shirking my problems, baby
Cause I'm high off my goddamn tree
This junk don't come for free
They're telling me to hold the line, yeah
But these lines have got a hold on me


Mama said don't you touch that junk
Even though it feels good
You don't always have to touch, ooh
Our sweet parents love us cause they don't see
The bags round our eyes and all the bruises on our thighs
No one knows you're hurting
Until you start to cry

I've been fucking my life up baby
And I'm dying from misery
This junk don't come for free
They're telling me to hold the line yeah
But these lines have got a hold on me