No Words

You're not so tough Your need to be loved You roast in the desert A scorched earth Your mind's come loose The monster's back Toward a mirage No words You're not so tough A whip, no crack A sudden switch The constant threat That you'll torch the place That plants are snakes With clip on face No words You join the dots and you colour in A road that's paved with good intentions Good intentions With good intentions You're not so tough The jaw like force Clings to joyless bones Devoured by ants The slim pickings From click monkeys By their ropes, we hang No words You join the dots and you colour in A road that's paved with good intentions No words can ex- No words can ex- No words can express it No words can ex- No words can ex- No words can express it And now you wanna bleed me dry Now you wanna bleed me dry No words