Practice it, preach it
Pretend I don't need it
Looked in the navel for shame
Gifted in crafting a song of self-loathing
A game in the dark, let's pretend
Creosote and cobbled stones
There's something for everyone here
I feel as though I've opened my soul
But I can't let anyone in
Aching, unsleeping
And leave without speaking
Stoned by your circle of friends
Hard to remember how I was the centre
Now I'm out here on the edge
Creosote and broken bones
There's something for everyone here
I feel as though I've opened my soul
But I can't let anyone in
Be a doll and suck my soul
Empty out everything here
It's weird though:
I sold my soul
And still can't let anyone in.
Cats Are Aliens - Coitus Interruptus Lyrics
Cats Are Aliens - Coitus Interruptus Lyrics
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Practice it, preach it
Pretend I don't need it
Looked in the navel for shame
Gifted in crafting a song of self-loathing
A game in the dark, let's pretend
Creosote and cobbled stones
There's something for everyone here
I feel as though I've opened my soul
But I can't let anyone in
Aching, unsleeping
And leave without speaking
Stoned by your circle of friends
Hard to remember how I was the centre
Now I'm out here on the edge
Creosote and broken bones
There's something for everyone here
I feel as though I've opened my soul
But I can't let anyone in
Be a doll and suck my soul
Empty out everything here
It's weird though:
I sold my soul
And still can't let anyone in.
Pretend I don't need it
Looked in the navel for shame
Gifted in crafting a song of self-loathing
A game in the dark, let's pretend
Creosote and cobbled stones
There's something for everyone here
I feel as though I've opened my soul
But I can't let anyone in
Aching, unsleeping
And leave without speaking
Stoned by your circle of friends
Hard to remember how I was the centre
Now I'm out here on the edge
Creosote and broken bones
There's something for everyone here
I feel as though I've opened my soul
But I can't let anyone in
Be a doll and suck my soul
Empty out everything here
It's weird though:
I sold my soul
And still can't let anyone in.