Look at me, Nothing bad is ever going to happen to you again. Although you're a solid pile of hate, You're still pretty like a cake. Pulling out a bat at the Kill Me Court, Slaps me that I can't handle you... But yes, no, yes, no, yes, Tell me how to live!
Boy Soprano, Racing me away from here. Boy Soprano, Where will go tonight? Boy Soprano, Do what you can to shock me. Boy Soprano, I hope you make it, I hope you have.
When you get to be my age, The police don't assume that you still like to light things on fire... Bearing that in mind I wouldn't trust me either! But it was the two of us,
Watching two bunnies hope across the Peach Street Gang. Yes, no, yes, no, yes, Confide in me; you don't want to die.
Look from the stains on my gloves to the stains on yours, Thanks for telling me that Vodka is a pansy drink. But the handball is in your court little boy.
Boy Soprano, Take me away from here, Boy Soprano, Where will we go tonight? Boy Soprano, Do what you can to shock me. Boy Soprano, I hope you make it, I hope you have.
Look at me, Nothing bad is ever going to happen to you again. Although you're a solid pile of hate, You're still pretty like a cake. Pulling out a bat at the Kill Me Court, Slaps me that I can't handle you... But yes, no, yes, no, yes, Tell me how to live!
Boy Soprano, Racing me away from here. Boy Soprano, Where will go tonight? Boy Soprano, Do what you can to shock me. Boy Soprano, I hope you make it, I hope you have.
When you get to be my age, The police don't assume that you still like to light things on fire... Bearing that in mind I wouldn't trust me either! But it was the two of us,
Watching two bunnies hope across the Peach Street Gang. Yes, no, yes, no, yes, Confide in me; you don't want to die.
Look from the stains on my gloves to the stains on yours, Thanks for telling me that Vodka is a pansy drink. But the handball is in your court little boy.
Boy Soprano, Take me away from here, Boy Soprano, Where will we go tonight? Boy Soprano, Do what you can to shock me. Boy Soprano, I hope you make it, I hope you have.
Break my face in It was the kindest touch you ever gave Wrap my dreams around your thighs And drape my hope upon the chance to touch your arm Fabulous muscles Cremate me after you cum on my lips Honey boy place my ashes in a vase Beneath your workout bench No romance no sexiness But a star-filled night Kneeling down before the now familiar flesh Of your deformed penis Wigging out before the unfamiliar flesh Of my broken neck
작년 미국 인디 씬에서 쏟아져 나온 무수한 작품들 중 슈 슈가 발표했던 [Knife Play]와 [Chapel of The Chimes]는 두드러질 만큼 독특한 냄새를 가지고 있었다. 너무나 독특해서 어지간해선 단박에 친해질 수가 없는 종류이기도 했다. 이 낯가리는 독특성은 암울하디 암울한 어두움에다 시퍼렇게 날이 서 번뜩이는 공격성, 어딘지도 모르고 달려가는 방향 없는 역동성의 삼박자를 고루 갖추고 있었다. 그러나 수줍음은 아니었으며 접근을 자기 쪽에서 거부하는, 자기 혼자 세상 전부를 따돌림 시켜버리는 지독한 확고함을 가진 '접근금지'형 낯가림이었다.음악을 만드는 이가 듣는 이를 보듬어 함께 갈 생각을 하지 않는다면? 어둡고 음험한 감정의 구렁텅이에 밀어 떨어 트려놓곤 자기는 또 어딘가로 횡 하니 사라진...