Cobalt - Two-Thumbed Fist | Текст песни

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So what in god's name did it mean and why?
That bony ol' finger pointin' down from the sky at you (all alone!)

Dog made life for you, praise this false sense of it all
Peter thrice denied his life's most prized tax collector

So breathe a breath worth living
Squeeze the juices of exhaustion
Fire our mouths at the big ass lies in the sky!
- I don't believe you!

Seven peyote buttons, six drinks in on strong rum
Touch the eyes of the living, hump the netherworld hallway
Tribes of men stared into the sky
...God's revenge is one bad story

Close your watering eyes
And drive your car into a tree
Fall out of time with me

Buried in the hills by the lives we once wished for

...no man...

Clench bad hands
Making holes in palms shaped like fingernails
Made by white knuckles
The way, the truth, and the light is gone
And the dust you reflected recedes
Drop me dead and you'll find me there
Without regret, nor tears, nor guts - just nothing!

Don't trust! Impulse! Fistfuck! And win!

No man! No man! No man! No man!
No man, save none, want none, smear god on their faces
Save me, damn me, drink me, in the ground, nail my story on their tables!

No dog! No dog! No bog! No dog!

...Bogdamn god!

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