Glassjaw - Two Tabs of Mescaline | Текст песни

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• Two Tabs of Mescaline

I smell the sound of a growing gash
With pop sensibilities.
KQED
"It's a tune that equals you."
I feel
Hallelujah
I fail,
Bulemia;
I'm frail.
Salting the back of a snail.

And...
This is worship and this is tribute
Crumbling, ripping and failing.
Knowing you fit in...
And, and,
You fit in!

And...
Am I worshipping or am I tributing?
Crumbling, ripping and failing.
My Turkish prison is knowing I fit in.
And, and,
I fit in!

Feeding time,
An old friend of mine
At the leper zoo, yeah.
Que sera?
Erotic hurrah
With no rescue.
It's cool.
Be cool, girl.

Sailor scent.