Coil: Recoil
The Sleeps
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Well you've got spiders hanging all around the place Plastered like a painting on the wall You wanted it all But that's a waste Keep your trojan horses lined up in the hall Who's next, who's next? Not me, not me When the weather is a prehistoric chill A pattern of an all-forgotten life You're hanging from your eyes out the windowsill Someone's gotta learn to blow the fife Two, three, four... Lukewarm bath salts Alt-right assholes and me Trading toothaches Holyrollers at ease Well the labels are all sealed to mark their place A flavor left alone within the rot An unexplored lot Parking meter replaced Taxi cabs are soaking in the pot Thanks a lot, thanks a lot Takes a lot, takes a lot When my mind is playing checkers in the dark A fragment of an ordinary sound Attacking me now As you always are Someday you might look for me around But until I see ground I won't anchor in your sea Heavy metal rock and rollers Head East
Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!
Written by: Finn Capurro-Durkee, Gabe Wall, Jonah Lounds, Tobias Darci-Maher
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