The Bash - The Dixie Dregs

I close my eyes and think about calvary I see it happening right in front of me The back that bore the whip The head that held the crown of thorns What if I was

My pet My pet how fun you are I trust you so much I even leave the cage door ajar You'd never harm me But just to be safe I admire you from afar The coiling is

He's got a secret environment locked in his head Reality suspended He's got a cast of characters cooped up in his mind Whenever he wants them Sitting in a corne

Don't even try to tell me what prayer is for My genie in a bottle needs to give me some more And when this mess is over I don't need him anymore I'll put my god

I cut him up this evening And when they came to check the screams On the very spot I killed him I served a spot of tea I left no evidence That anything was wron

Distance makes my heart to fester In self inflicted pain If I can't face the consequences of my actions I'll find someone else to blame I greet you with a broth