Dark Sky Demo - Fog Remix

Lyrics
[Verse 1] There were two skies that day, the one in the air And one's yolk reflecting off a twelve story glass building Five geese in a lop-sided arrow Flew into it, now, if they'd only knew it had hid people at work They'd have lept into the power lines Grace happens, I pulled the barbwire rines From my windows for this wednesday Wrote behave over mirrors at the doorways Or courage, or drew a hеart... Somewhere during which a housе key was cut And have you found my last record used yet and piled with dust? [Chorus 1] For you to realize you're in the cut corn to cut corn And cut throats by the same knife That's why I wear pants to wipe blood To wear pants, to wipe blood To wear pants, to wipe blood To wear pants, to wipe blood For you to realize you're in the cut corn to cut corn And cut throats by the same knife That's why I wear pants to wipe blood To wear pants, to wipe blood To wear pants, to wipe blood To wear pants, to wipe blood For you to realize you're in [Verse 2] I am the mimic of my mother's menstrual, c-y-c-l-e s-p-o-i-l-e-d Why should I live to be sixty if i'll never have a menstrual cycle? Another dying man and his rifle full of drywall screws One on one any given day may walk with a life growing inside of them Would never toss the coin of war Or cut a whale up into a hundred different hats I can't stand the site of women in hats Reminds of of war, what is it good for? "A tree recycled, in a highrise." Say somethin' stupid... "It's watered with tears." Do you have any idea how many bucks could be cut from one tree Or how many tears it would take to top off a watering can? "If an ape can take an interest in its hairstyle," Say somethin' stupid... Down wind from a baby with smoking cigarettes on fire station steps And something tells the ape it solves a desert with a street [Chorus 2] Sometimes I'm so fear adept, I can't move What eating the skin off my fingers won't prove I'm so fear adept, I can't move What eating the skin off my fingers won't prove I'm so fear adept, I can't move What eating the skin off my fingers won't prove
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Credits
- Writers
- Yoni Wolf
- Sole (USA)