Thurston Moore - Tom Violence lyrics

My violence is a dream, a "real dream" A skinny arm, a crush on living sin My violence is a sleeping head Nodding out to rising bliss I left home for experience Carved "s** For Honesty" on my chest My violence is the number Coming out of prayer Find it in the father Find it in a girl There's a thing in my memory Holding on for dear life With a feeling of secrets Beating up under my flesh My tongue is tied I'm sleeping nights awake Tom Violence is a dream Coming out of a girl