Dear God Do Ya Wanna Tear Knuckles Down And Hold Yourself


Dear God Can You Climb Off That Tree You Made Into The Shape Of A T


Dear God The Paper Says You Were The King In The Black Limousine


Dear John And All The King's Men Can Put Your Head Together Again


Before The Bullets


Before The Flies


Before Authorities Take Out My Eyes


The Only Smiling Are You Dolls That I Made


But You Are Plastic, So Are Your Brains


Dear God The Sky Is As Blue, As A Gunshot Wound


Dear God If You Were Alive, You Know We'd Kill You


Before The Bullets


Before The Flies


Before Authorities Take Out My Eyes


The Only Smiling Are You Dolls That I Made


But You Are Plastic, So Are Your Brains