[ti:Estocadas]
[ar:Of Montreal]
[al:Aureate Gloom]
[00:02.60]
[00:30.27]Natives have a name for me
[00:32.41]But I can't remember what it is
[00:35.31]Some f**ker took what's mine
[00:37.89]Now he's actin' like she's his
[00:40.39]
[00:41.64]Your shifty friend gave you a cactus for a gift
[00:46.11]
[00:47.73]Oh-oh  oh-oh  such a stupid offering
[00:56.36]What's it meant to symbolize
[00:58.65]
[00:59.62]Hostile in mobilities
[01:02.11]Like something to prize
[01:04.36]
[01:05.34]Flood lights generate a home render
[01:08.22]Sleeping so myth of men
[01:10.53]
[01:11.52]Oh-oh  oh-oh
[01:15.24]
[01:17.75]The morning finds me laying with my face
[01:21.29]
[01:21.92]Suppressed by glass door
[01:25.55]
[01:26.32]The summer's been nothing but rain
[01:30.70]
[01:32.31]Nature is riding in her own fell again
[01:37.58]
[01:52.85]Took the first of Plaza del Toros on a dare
[01:57.13]
[01:57.97]You cried all through the bull fight
[02:00.68]And cursed me for taking you there
[02:03.78]Ridin' back in silence
[02:05.85]Through the hostile thinking only
[02:09.13]
[02:10.08]Oh  the estocadas
[02:12.84]
[02:16.49]The morning finds me laying with my face
[02:19.89]
[02:20.49]Suppressed by glass door
[02:24.09]
[02:24.83]The summer's been nothing but rain
[02:29.53]
[02:30.78]Nature is riding in her own fell again