How much do you make in that death factory Severance owed in the chamber of revolvers Empty jails fall from my scalp Shake the globe and let me out If still I can remember the day That they took you from me Seems like I've been running from your trenchant memory Harp sickle will warn me when it's over 'Cuz if heaven breathes then someone trade places with me 'Cuz I don’t want to tear feathers instead of rags [instead of rags]
When do I get to see the body preserved inside this grin Sewn in the lips where her last words I’ll be damned - I can still hear her laughing Your angels have tangled their brass again The comfort of doubt still it keeps you thin And still I can remember the day That they took you from me Seems like I've been running from your trenchant memory Harp sickle will warn me when it's over 'Cuz if heaven breathes then someone trade places with me 'Cuz I don’t want to tear feathers instead of rags [instead of rags]
Does your temperature ache Is your glass about to break Are you purple with current Will you now become the servant Gordian knots in the power lines Saucer fills to empty with pesticide Like the pharaohs of old Bury me in gold I'll make your son refuse to fight in the stalk home setting that we provide If your heart does cease to speak My fingernail choir will make your chalkboard singTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
