Crown Of Thorns

Missionary Remedy

Crown Of Thorns


You try the best damn way you know
To live life in little rows
You try to sidestep little holes
When chaos surrounds you
Yeah she's the best damn thing you've seen
Started working you at seventeen

She makes your heart stop go insane
It's voluntary slavery
Like a mainline to your vein
With a missionary remedy

No she don't wear no fancy clothes
How to tease you that she knows
Not like them other little ho's
That hover around you
She's like a virgin meant to be
And knows your every fantasy

She makes your heart stop go insane
It's voluntary slavery
She's like a mainline to your vein
With a missionary remedy
She turns the white cold snow to rain
With unknown telepathy
She takes away all hurt and pain
With a missionary remedy

She lives her life in little rows
But how to please you that she knows

She makes your heart stop go insane
It's voluntary slavery
She's like a mainline to your vein
With a missionary remedy
She turns the white cold snow to rain
With unknown telepathy
She takes away all hurt and pain
With a missionary remedy