Song | Catfish |
Artist | Man Without Country |
Album | Entropy Pt. I |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:01.080] | And so you stare into the abyss |
[00:08.850] | To find the feathers from your empty pillow slip |
[00:16.870] | ‘Cause you were born to be a catfish |
[00:24.740] | Within the boundaries of the brine we coexist |
[00:48.560] | Before I saturate my sorrow |
[00:56.330] | I slice and separate the sequence frame by frame |
[01:04.250] | To trace the footsteps I once followed |
[01:12.020] | We’re distant chromosomes that live in the same vein |
[01:19.540] | Go throw your money at a dead horse |
[01:23.520] | Keep up the masquerade |
[01:27.170] | Your beaten track lead me to a closed door |
[01:32.170] | Now I’m laying on your waterboard |
[01:35.600] | Go throw your money at a dead horse |
[01:39.590] | Keep up the masquerade |
[01:43.280] | Your beaten track lead me to a closed door |
[01:48.400] | So don’t expect a curtain call |
[02:23.780] | And when you dragged me to the gallows |
[02:31.550] | Along the thoroughfares we bent the blind alleys |
[02:39.630] | The clouds concealed us in their shadows |
[02:47.300] | Till they collapsed and slowly drowned our levity |
[02:54.580] | Go throw your money at a dead horse |
[02:58.470] | Keep up the masquerade |
[03:02.250] | Your beaten track lead me to a closed door |
[03:06.980] | Now I’m laying on your waterboard |
[03:10.320] | Go throw your money at a dead horse |
[03:14.150] | Keep up the masquerade |
[03:18.040] | Your beaten track lead me to a closed door |
[03:22.820] | So don’t expect a curtain call |
[00:01.080] | And so you stare into the abyss |
[00:08.850] | To find the feathers from your empty pillow slip |
[00:16.870] | ' Cause you were born to be a catfish |
[00:24.740] | Within the boundaries of the brine we coexist |
[00:48.560] | Before I saturate my sorrow |
[00:56.330] | I slice and separate the sequence frame by frame |
[01:04.250] | To trace the footsteps I once followed |
[01:12.020] | We' re distant chromosomes that live in the same vein |
[01:19.540] | Go throw your money at a dead horse |
[01:23.520] | Keep up the masquerade |
[01:27.170] | Your beaten track lead me to a closed door |
[01:32.170] | Now I' m laying on your waterboard |
[01:35.600] | Go throw your money at a dead horse |
[01:39.590] | Keep up the masquerade |
[01:43.280] | Your beaten track lead me to a closed door |
[01:48.400] | So don' t expect a curtain call |
[02:23.780] | And when you dragged me to the gallows |
[02:31.550] | Along the thoroughfares we bent the blind alleys |
[02:39.630] | The clouds concealed us in their shadows |
[02:47.300] | Till they collapsed and slowly drowned our levity |
[02:54.580] | Go throw your money at a dead horse |
[02:58.470] | Keep up the masquerade |
[03:02.250] | Your beaten track lead me to a closed door |
[03:06.980] | Now I' m laying on your waterboard |
[03:10.320] | Go throw your money at a dead horse |
[03:14.150] | Keep up the masquerade |
[03:18.040] | Your beaten track lead me to a closed door |
[03:22.820] | So don' t expect a curtain call |
[00:01.080] | And so you stare into the abyss |
[00:08.850] | To find the feathers from your empty pillow slip |
[00:16.870] | ' Cause you were born to be a catfish |
[00:24.740] | Within the boundaries of the brine we coexist |
[00:48.560] | Before I saturate my sorrow |
[00:56.330] | I slice and separate the sequence frame by frame |
[01:04.250] | To trace the footsteps I once followed |
[01:12.020] | We' re distant chromosomes that live in the same vein |
[01:19.540] | Go throw your money at a dead horse |
[01:23.520] | Keep up the masquerade |
[01:27.170] | Your beaten track lead me to a closed door |
[01:32.170] | Now I' m laying on your waterboard |
[01:35.600] | Go throw your money at a dead horse |
[01:39.590] | Keep up the masquerade |
[01:43.280] | Your beaten track lead me to a closed door |
[01:48.400] | So don' t expect a curtain call |
[02:23.780] | And when you dragged me to the gallows |
[02:31.550] | Along the thoroughfares we bent the blind alleys |
[02:39.630] | The clouds concealed us in their shadows |
[02:47.300] | Till they collapsed and slowly drowned our levity |
[02:54.580] | Go throw your money at a dead horse |
[02:58.470] | Keep up the masquerade |
[03:02.250] | Your beaten track lead me to a closed door |
[03:06.980] | Now I' m laying on your waterboard |
[03:10.320] | Go throw your money at a dead horse |
[03:14.150] | Keep up the masquerade |
[03:18.040] | Your beaten track lead me to a closed door |
[03:22.820] | So don' t expect a curtain call |