Last Update: 11/1/2020 0018
Take me away from the ocean
Already gone away
I'm already gone
Take me up north to the blue grass
Horse meat and pharmacies
I'm already gone
Board up the house
Hide your boys and girls
Board up the house
Hide your boys and girls
We wanted the best
For our sweet little September castaway
I'm already gone
She's floating in acetone
Covered in bruises and common colds
I'm already gone
Board up the house
Hide your boys and girls
Board up the house
Hide your boys and girls
Board up the house
Board up the house
Board up the house
Board up the house
Board up
Hide your boys
Hide your girls
Hide your
You're never awake
But you don't seem to sleep at all
Those stolen flowers inside your guts
Will take you away
Steady the hand that lays the child to bed
Barbitals and decay
The crown and anchor
You'll curse at the sky
Three words for which the boys have no names
How many beasts in the night
To take you away
What quivers and shakes
What fills your stomach and clogs your veins
Whose claws do scratch at your wooden limbs
And tear you away
Steady the hand that lays the dogs to rest
Barbitals and decay
The crown and anchor
We will never sleep
We will never wake
We will drift away
We will never sleep
We will never wake
We will drift away
That fool who digs his own grave
I'm still trying to find my way out
But if it's the long way
I'll sleep in this bed I've made
The kids have fallen on blades
It's too late to figure out
It's too late for babies to beg for their beds
It's too late to ignore the storm up ahead
It's too dark to see my way out
Now all I can do about anything wrong
Is dig further down
Further down
And when we finally awake
We'll burn our bodies on stakes
A tower of ashes and sawdust will lie
Where our castles were made
We are all soured milk
When we look in the mirror, we collapse
We are all soured milk
When we look in the mirror, we collapse
When our time has come
When our finger's on the trigger, we collapse
Arms are flailing
Swirling like a poison in the sink
Like the southern belle
Playing songs of horror
Like teeth amongst the grass
Like the bullet shell
Whistle and I'll hum
Watch the good folks run
We are all rotten fruit
When the pipeline starts to flowing, we collapse
When our time has come
When the city needs a lynching, we collapse
Arms are flailing
The devil's in the eye of every man
Water and the well
A baptist and a baby
Were rolling in the weeds
Keep her spirit well
The tarpit baby's father
Will lay her out to dry
I am the nail that you can't strike
I am the spear that will run you through
And when the shots were falling we were sound asleep
And you filled your palms with dirty bombs
Instead of hand grenades
I am teeth which cannot bite
I'll tear your garden up by the roots
And when the shots were falling we were sound asleep
And you filled your palms with dirty bombs
Instead of hand grenades
Hear the seven bells toll
Ringing loud for you
Coroners and vultures
Cry out, Gloria
All across the valley
Onwards towards the sun
The two-bit prophet sways
And pulls a price from everyone
Feel the heavy hoof beats
Pound across the land
The sins of our forefathers
Lies within our clutching hands
Watch the plane pass over
Hear its call to arms
The golden drunk of morning
Made me straight my bended knee
I turned my head up and the sky was empty
I wasn't looking for paradise
And when I asked for comfort from the land of plenty
I came to realize
You have taken this for granted
Please don't take it all away
Feel the light of day, feel it fade away
Walk the line between the righteous and the wicked
And tomorrow I'll be gone
I thrust my hands in till the nerves all went cold
I tasted silver and I tasted gold
And when the bandage lifted, our scars were newborn
We still felt everything
I have taken this for granted
Please don't take it all away
Feel the light of day, feel it fade away
Walk the line between the righteous and the wicked
And tomorrow I'll be gone
Feel the light of day, feel it fade away
Walk the line between the righteous and the wicked
And tomorrow I'll be gone
And tomorrow I'll be gone