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    These Arms Are Snakes

    Subtle Body

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    Добавлена 1 сентября 2011 пользователем Iron Man

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    Keep running with this
    Its running through my fingers
    Solid connection happening
    Ten long years and this crooked smile still bare
    Low vibrations shake the base of the ground
    Soft monotony pulling me in like womb
    So long, strange cool to get
    Strict coil, long face, horse stepping around in the dirt
    With morose fatigue I worked my way halfway through the body
    Til I hit the heart, it seeped black tar at the first bit of tooth
    Its such a long road to get to this point, I thought
    With this contaminated fluid like dry rot in the gums
    The tooth had gone bad and so had you
    The tooth had gone bad and so had you
    They butterflied the muscles in my back
    In order to give me wings
    I never asked, I never asked to fly
    Locked away in an old case
    I always took the strange way
    I always took the strange way
    It never seemed strange to me
    Strict coil, long face, horse stepping around in the dirt
    With morose fatigue I worked my way halfway through the body
    Til I hit the heart, it seeped black tar at the first bit of tooth
    Its such a long road to get to this point, I thought
    How many ways could there have been
    Or such ways I could have lied to myself
    Its something I thought about, its keeping dry
    Its storms or in chords or beats or in time
    Strokes of hands in air of homes
    Reorder, redirect, stop biting, disenfect
    Cold skin, implement warm feeling in the neck
    You want a suitor
    You want a chance to forget
    Well Im glad we met
    I think Id look nice in your lawn
    You want a suitor
    You want a chance to forget
    Well Im glad we met
    I think Id look nice in your lawn
    The fixture cracks in moments
    The foundation like the chin of some relic sculpture
    The art turns into dust
    You can take the time to cover me in vines
    Hide me in the shack behind the house I grew up in till Im ripe
    [ Subtle Body Lyrics ]
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