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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
| Song: | Ursa minor |
| Album: | Vaya | Genres: | |
| Year: | | Length: | 203 sec |
Lyricist: At the Drive-in
Lyrics:
Track #3 from At The Drive-In’s fourth EP Vaya. Now, does it hurt you when you breathe? Sting around the wallet itch A towel thrown between the ropes Sweat inside your eyelids It exorcised the fire from the sky (Snake charmer make them dance again) It exorcised the fire from the sky (Make them itch in kerosene dance) Prepare your sleep apparatus Prepare your sleep apparatus Prepare your sleep apparatus Prepare, prepare
Autopsy, performed on probable cause And while you sleep They will come and get you tonight (So I guess this is goodnight)
You skip with elbowed sobs Your palms were soaking wet Parched in the stupor We'll both teach the tutor
You peel the scabs Incognito with wounds This anecdote fountain It went dry too soon Five hundred times (I must not talk out of turn) Five hundred times
You skip with elbowed sobs Your palms were soaking wet Parched in the stupor We'll both teach the tutor
No vents opened but all settlements new A second native for deserved growth No vents opened but all settlements new A second native for deserved growth Permission to land, all systems go propeller snapped Decapitated while you slept upon your pillow Inertia kisses those around me (We're not sure) Inertia kisses those around me (We're not sure) Inertia kisses those around me (We're not sure)
Autopsy, performed on probable cause And while you sleep They will come and get you tonight
You skip with elbowed sobs Your palms were soaking wet Parched in the stupor We'll both teach the tutor
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