所属专辑:Alopecia
歌手: Why?
时长: 03:55
Fatalist Palmistry - WHY?[00:00:00]
I sleep on my back cause it's good for the spine[00:00:01]
And coffin rehersal[00:00:04]
I know a psychic who reads her own palms[00:00:08]
And her findings are personal[00:00:13]
She keeps her fists shut tight and she sleeps on her side,[00:00:14]
Well maybe she knows something i don't know[00:00:19]
But i am still alive in love and[00:00:23]
Wide eyed in my time[00:00:27]
Not a mummy shrinking in its cloths[00:00:30]
Your cat clawed out my eyes while i's[00:00:38]
Distracted by your smile[00:00:41]
And now my sockets sit like empty catcher's mitts waiting[00:00:44]
And you ask me if there's anybody else that i'm dating[00:00:52]
'Anna and nathan'[00:00:58]
Anna, i'm patient[00:01:01]
But your painted pony is fading[00:01:13]
Lost like a snakeskin in high grass[00:01:17]
And out there thrashing like a pet bird caught in a jet stream, that's me[00:01:20]
You count them blessings cause your net worth[00:01:27]
Oughta be less cream in your best dreams[00:01:30]
But god put a song on my palm[00:01:35]
That you can't read[00:01:37]
I'm lucky to be under[00:01:45]
This same sky that held[00:01:49]
The exhale from your first breath[00:01:52]
Like a ring on a pillow of clouds[00:01:56]
By you my tongue may stutter[00:02:00]
But my gift heart screams clear and swells[00:02:03]
To burst between the wrapped lengths[00:02:08]
Of its bowed ribbon cell[00:02:11]
But i am still alive in love and[00:02:16]
Wide eyed in my time[00:02:18]
Not a mummy shinking in its cloths[00:02:24]
There's a moth flock in my gut growing[00:02:31]
A tug at my groin like tides trying to[00:02:34]
Pull moon towards them, i can't ignore them[00:02:38]
And when we say your name our tongues catch flame[00:02:42]
And you wonder why we ain't got nothing to say[00:02:49]
But your painted pony is fading[00:03:11]
Lost like a snakeskin in high grass[00:03:15]
And out there thrashing like a pet bird caught in a jet stream, that's me[00:03:18]
You count them blessings cause your net worth[00:03:25]
Oughta be less cream in your best dreams[00:03:28]
But god put a song on my palm[00:03:32]
That you can't read[00:03:35]
I'll be embalmed with it long before you'll see[00:03:40]