Testo Farias

Bloodshot eyes to rusty skies i'm digging for a reason kids with smiles like broken glass sing songs of grown-up treason spit curses at the hearses as they slit the avenue eyes can play such dirty tricks and lies can learn to love you take heed flutter like an arsonist's flame each day may be the last greasy bangs can hide the tears until the instant has passed a rosary is nothing but a necklace of lost teeth dirt can have a lover's touch if you feel it from beneath take heed tear...this...day...a...way