Song | Longtime Disturbance on the Miracle Mile |
Artist | Kayo Dot |
Album | Coffins On Io |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
The weight of murder fills the sky | |
A neon shadow rising up like vespers | |
From the haze that burnt away | |
The peeling painted stratosphere | |
Newspaper blowing by on a shriveled shred of apathy | |
A chronicle of missing persons | |
Only I know where I left the parts of them | |
A night-time fantasy in action | |
A knife that bled the life of faceless passion | |
I watched the moon all cold and icy | |
Suspended far above the severing | |
I separated the spirit from unwilling flesh, and bound | |
The body in a city’s sorrow | |
But no one cares about the broken | |
Flickering in summer air | |
Stinking in suffocating breeze | |
I will wear a mask of normal | |
To hide my mask of orgasmic shame | |
The cars on fire on the sides of the naked street | |
They light my way, they free me | |
As I crawl back into my concrete cavern |
The weight of murder fills the sky | |
A neon shadow rising up like vespers | |
From the haze that burnt away | |
The peeling painted stratosphere | |
Newspaper blowing by on a shriveled shred of apathy | |
A chronicle of missing persons | |
Only I know where I left the parts of them | |
A nighttime fantasy in action | |
A knife that bled the life of faceless passion | |
I watched the moon all cold and icy | |
Suspended far above the severing | |
I separated the spirit from unwilling flesh, and bound | |
The body in a city' s sorrow | |
But no one cares about the broken | |
Flickering in summer air | |
Stinking in suffocating breeze | |
I will wear a mask of normal | |
To hide my mask of orgasmic shame | |
The cars on fire on the sides of the naked street | |
They light my way, they free me | |
As I crawl back into my concrete cavern |
The weight of murder fills the sky | |
A neon shadow rising up like vespers | |
From the haze that burnt away | |
The peeling painted stratosphere | |
Newspaper blowing by on a shriveled shred of apathy | |
A chronicle of missing persons | |
Only I know where I left the parts of them | |
A nighttime fantasy in action | |
A knife that bled the life of faceless passion | |
I watched the moon all cold and icy | |
Suspended far above the severing | |
I separated the spirit from unwilling flesh, and bound | |
The body in a city' s sorrow | |
But no one cares about the broken | |
Flickering in summer air | |
Stinking in suffocating breeze | |
I will wear a mask of normal | |
To hide my mask of orgasmic shame | |
The cars on fire on the sides of the naked street | |
They light my way, they free me | |
As I crawl back into my concrete cavern |