I Love You Even Though You're A Zombie Now - Johnny Truant

Casual Royalties of a man with damp rags and little invisible hands

Yeah, a whiskey tipple for you, in your veins I’m dreaming of slashing you

The fox is running, to bless the hag

And daddy loves you

And your guitar hand

We’ll be gone?..

Sailing Ships?..

To Paris Cliffs

Never said?.. Your words of lust would ever touch us, you bloody leeches simply

Were just stains?..

On your blackened ash heart, we leaving regardless of tears

Run home?

We cannot save you now, You’re already lost in mechanical spite

Run Home?

We’ll sing with middle fingers

You cannot erase all the things that you’ve done, you cannot erase we’re

Holding yours guns

Here’s my fists, thank you goodnight, she’s my baby, she’s got the prettiest

Eyes