[Slug]
I wanna follow the footprints across my lovers stomach
I wanna call out her name before I plummet
I wish I had a map of the terrain so I could step around the landmines
avoid the beasts under the bed that breathe they bad-times
I wanna find these here so called treasures
the pleasures the trinkets the never ending weekends
acknowledging that I'm still just a piece of the sequence
but seeing these different footprints got me needin' to show my weekness
time lines, the time zones
I cross them with my eyes closed
memorize the landmarks and learn the cycles
the weather patterns how the seasons effect
the east and the west of each region learned the cylces
forget about the fact that
many trails have been tracked
maybe it's a plus that theres a path
if this was some uncharted land I'd have to be a smarter man
willing to travel the farthest to unravel the harvest
the natural resources are unlimited
exploration only requires some desire and initiative
take your time to find the right way to climb
it ain't safe to play games with Nature's mind

if I could show you, you would never leave it
and if I could show you, you would never leave it
if I could show you, you would never leave it
and if I could show you, you would never leave it
if I could show you, you would never leave it
and if I could show you, you would never

I wanna ride a train up my lover's arm
destination the brain
an climb out an find out what's going on

cut through trees and ride through rocks
and synchronize the universal sun dial to my watch
I've seen a lot
but not quite as much as her
to top it off the memory and her imagination blurr
I know she's been put through hell
I can feel it
and I know she's touched heaven as well
trying to steal it
it came on, it taught her a song
it strung her along and it caught her when the guard was gone
now to the break-of-dawn she's wants to feel that fix
and all the family and friends is tryin to seal them lips
I'm not dumb
I can hear that train come from miles away
I'm settin obstacles to stop the arrival
I'm gonna blow up tha iron an wood road
from what I understood those be the orafice of her survival
my recital yet another tantrum
because she's highly excitable swinging moods at random
no happy endings always off to a bad start
addictive voyeurism to the track marks

and if I could show you, you would never leave it
and if I could show you, you would never leave it
and if I could show you, you would never leave it
and if I could show you, you would never leave it
and if I could show you, you would never leave it
and if I could show you, you would never leave it (never)
and if I could show you, you would never leave it (none)
and if I could show you, you would never leave it
and if I could show you, you would never leave it
and if I could show you, you would never

Abusing Of The Rib Lyrics

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