Jim Caroll - Pools Of Mercury Lyrics
Sirens begin, the red light spinsHungry go the thievesBettys in the sandbox trying to detoxShe always wears long sleevesDesdemona in a red kimona cant get off the benchHer bolts are fused, her limbs cant moveSomeone better find a wrenchGot no past, they cant lastFutures like a curseWhats best for them is always boughtAt the price of something worseWrens heart of ashes, the glue-on lashesHer babys in a brillo boxShes on one knee with key after keyTrying to find the right lockBy the pulp of her fearsAnd the shape of her tearsYou can tell tomorrows weatherShe bends her skin in the shape of her sinsTo keep herself togetherGot no past, they cant lastThe futures like a hearseWhats best for them is always boughtAt the price of something worseGot no past, I cant lastThe futures like a curseIm swimming in pools of mercuryMaking sense of the end of the centuryThey want to -- outsideThey want to -- outsideThey want to scream outsideThey want to search outsideThey want to lose outsideThey want to beg outsideThey want to have sex outsideThey want to -- outsideThey want to pray outsideThey want to buy outsideThey want to dream outsideThey want to pine outsideThey want to -- outsideThey want to sleepThey only want to be alone outsideCarls been burnedBetter return him back to central castingJen grows weaker her soul sneakersAre useless without lacesSo she rides the snake till she grows wingsAnd flies to better placesGot no past, they cant lastThe futures like a hearseWhats best for them is always boughtAt the price of something worseGot no past, I cant lastThe futures like a curseIm swimming in pools of mercuryMaking sense of the end of the centuryIts dawn, their faces wornRain like a female feathersIm swimming in pools of mercuryMaking sense of the end of the centuryGot no past, they cant lastThe futures like a hearseWhats best for them is always boughtAt the price of something worse
