Standin' on the corner
Alone with the wind
Cocaine in his system
And it's colder then it's ever been
You know sometimes all the cruelty
In the world just descends
Down upon the man in high heels
For no reason
Scratch card rub off silver
Is the j**el beneath his nails
His skin is bar room shark fin
His lashes are sardine tails
He knows some night, somehow, somewhere
Somebody gonna wish to end
The life of Feather Boa for no reason
Born to be a witness
Born to doubt the cross
Born to s** a man off
And sleep upon his loss
Cry stoically through sh** storms
As his veins collapse and die
This dick between my legs just makes me cry
Promenade in snow flakes
Feather Boa and the wind
It's four AM on Sunday
And it's harder then it's ever been
You know sometimes
Just a whisper
From the god of hope descends
And doubles back to these types
For a reason
Born to be a witness
Born to doubt the cross
Born to s** a man off
And sleep upon his loss
Cry stoically through sh** storms
As his veins collapse and die
That dick between your legs just makes me cry