High Dive

Album cover art for "High Dive" by WHY?

WHY? - Rock, Experimental Rock

High Dive

2 Plays

Duration: 3:42

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Lyrics

[Verse 1] Driving forward with the heart Of a dark hoard of tyrants With past deeds behind them Blood black as iron On fast steeds a-riding With flaming broadswords And on all fours beside them With shrill screams like sirens From hell, speedy ranks of Fiends, flanked, a-wiling [Verse 2] Then looking down, crying, "Lord, God!" Louder than a smokey whore's cough In the crowded powder room of a sports bar at dusk Her gut cramped up as her teeth did chatter With the shame of poor dad to blame for core matter Like four glass homes in a driving storm shattered She turned around and climbed back down The diving board ladder [Instrumental]

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Credits

Writers
  • Yoni Wolf