AlicebanD - Going, Going, Gone lyrics
[AlicebanD - Going, Going, Gone lyrics]
And you’re going, going, gone
You’re going, going, gone
From my car is on the road and rollin’
Rollin’ way beyond the point
Where I can stop this stop this crying
You’re not a crocodile
But, you’re a lizard with
A pointy little tongue
And no holster, no cabinet
For you’re going, going, gone
You’re going, going, gone
You don’t believe me you’re bleeding
You’re razing razor blades from my skin
My skin
My plaster over all these bones and muscle
Out of desperation you hesitate to stop me
Stop me before I say this convolution
I’m convulsing on the floor
You’rе a murder weapon words are wеapons
Picturing a street of rosy dancers
And it’s dark i took no chance
I was planned well
Methodical with glancing sideways
There you stand there you stand
And you are beautiful to me
You’ve always been
Right there taking from me
It must feel so unfair to be right there
And never close to me
Yeah, then sometimes
I open up to let you see the darkness
That rots there deep in me i let you gleam
I lay aside the goods bit's for me
Then you rewrite my method
Then you use it all on me
You take it from me
It’s not that pivotal
Not that important to me not my nemesis
Not that unfriendly, but a friend in need
In need of a remedy a blessing
Here is my wisdom in one hand
And a pen and a plan in my hands
In my hands is a rifle
And you’re going, going, gone
You’re going, going, gone
From my car is on the road and rollin’
Rollin’ way beyond the point
Where I can stop this stop this crying
You’re not a crocodile
But, you’re a lizard with
A pointy little tongue
And no holster, no cabinet
For you’re going, going, gone
You’re going, going, gone
You don’t believe me you’re bleeding
You’re razing razor blades from my skin
My skin
My plaster over all these bones and muscle
Out of desperation you hesitate to stop me
Stop me before I say this convolution
I’m convulsing on the floor
You’re a murder weapon words are weapons
Picturing a street of rosy dancers
And it’s dark i took no chance
I was planned well
Methodical with glancing sideways
There you stand there you stand
And you are beautiful to me
You’ve always been
Right there taking from me
It’s not that pivotal
Not that important to me not my nemesis
Not that unfriendly, but a friend in need
In need of a remedy a blessing
Here is my wisdom in one hand
And a pen and a plan in my hands
In my hands is a rifle
You’re going, going, gone
From my car is on the road and rollin’
Rollin’ way beyond the point
Where I can stop this stop this crying
You’re not a crocodile
But, you’re a lizard with
A pointy little tongue
And no holster, no cabinet
For you’re going, going, gone
You’re going, going, gone
You don’t believe me you’re bleeding
You’re razing razor blades from my skin
My skin
My plaster over all these bones and muscle
Out of desperation you hesitate to stop me
Stop me before I say this convolution
I’m convulsing on the floor
You’rе a murder weapon words are wеapons
Picturing a street of rosy dancers
And it’s dark i took no chance
I was planned well
Methodical with glancing sideways
There you stand there you stand
And you are beautiful to me
You’ve always been
Right there taking from me
It must feel so unfair to be right there
And never close to me
Yeah, then sometimes
I open up to let you see the darkness
That rots there deep in me i let you gleam
I lay aside the goods bit's for me
Then you rewrite my method
Then you use it all on me
You take it from me
It’s not that pivotal
Not that important to me not my nemesis
Not that unfriendly, but a friend in need
In need of a remedy a blessing
Here is my wisdom in one hand
And a pen and a plan in my hands
In my hands is a rifle
And you’re going, going, gone
You’re going, going, gone
From my car is on the road and rollin’
Rollin’ way beyond the point
Where I can stop this stop this crying
You’re not a crocodile
But, you’re a lizard with
A pointy little tongue
And no holster, no cabinet
For you’re going, going, gone
You’re going, going, gone
You don’t believe me you’re bleeding
You’re razing razor blades from my skin
My skin
My plaster over all these bones and muscle
Out of desperation you hesitate to stop me
Stop me before I say this convolution
I’m convulsing on the floor
You’re a murder weapon words are weapons
Picturing a street of rosy dancers
And it’s dark i took no chance
I was planned well
Methodical with glancing sideways
There you stand there you stand
And you are beautiful to me
You’ve always been
Right there taking from me
It’s not that pivotal
Not that important to me not my nemesis
Not that unfriendly, but a friend in need
In need of a remedy a blessing
Here is my wisdom in one hand
And a pen and a plan in my hands
In my hands is a rifle