Snow Video (MV)

Say it isn't so, Santa ain't gonna bring the snow
And the jingle's all spent, the reindeer got bent
And tied one on at the Tupelo

Those elves are all chest bound
Slinking around like Humphrey Bogart cranks the Motown
Elves smell like honey dripping down
Christmas trees you can smoke
It's the only fix that makes you broke

Like magic taking cars and furniture straight down your lungs
Daddy gotta cry and Momma gotta try
Dirty snow on your cuff-links, baby
Hair in the shower drain, coochie gonna make it rain

You should be an Eagle Scout by now
You earned a godforsaken merit badge
Say it isn't so, I wish I was a jar
A salve to soothe the scar

A jar of Hunger Games parachutes
Sponsored healing meds for you
Heal your head for you
Heal your heart too

Feel, then heal the hole they filled with poison
Heal the wound with my gloved hand
Heal the wound with my gloved hand
I wanna be the first breath you take after cumming

I wanna be the butterflies in your tummy
I wanna be the knife you twist in your back
The fangs that strike, blood at the crash site
The X on the back of your hands

One you fear in dreamland
The poison in your arm
I wanna feel your arm
I wish I was the rod that strikes you
The hook that reels you in
Your rainy weather friend

Kiss me, let your lips free me
I'm a slave to lonely, a serf to sex queen
Love me, harder than grey shades
Longer than my foreplay
Love me night to day, to night again
Resting invisible in your thighs

All nights