Little Mimes pt. II, by Sandwich Massacre Subscribe to rss feed for Sandwich Massacre

Wanna bite you, wanna kick you, wanna hit you, little mime
Wanna bug ya, wanna hug ya, wanna lick ya, little mime
Oh so quiet, sworn to silence
Touch the walls and climb the ladder out the window, little
mime
In a box and on the floor or in a car, my little mime
Oh so quiet, sworn to silence
*it’s floating away, floating away
What’s wrong with your mime today?
The invisible world, it’s invisible girl
What’s wrong with your mime today?

Wanna hide you, wanna find you, wanna stick you in a well
Want a ladder, wanna get free? Want to climb out, in a
pail?
Oh so violent in your silence
Try to yell but, you can’t speak so, you just cry and hide
your eyes
There’s a spider, in your cider, it is drowning, like your
life
Oh so violent, in your silence
*
wanna bite you, wanna kick you, wanna hit you
wanna bug ya, wanna hug ya, wanna lick ya
wanna hide ya, wanna find ya
want a ladder, want to get free?
Little mime!
*
what’s wrong with your mime today?
2004
Posted: 2005-11-11 13:19:56 UTC

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