Of Montreal - Triphallus, To Punctuate! | Текст песни

• Тексты песен
• Of Montreal
• Triphallus, To Punctuate!

She sang, "We wear the party all over our bodies and faces"
But allow me to speak in wild abstractions
The senseless killings, gifts God gives us have no one to love them

It's the kind of thought that kills you twice on the way down
You might forget them but your nightmares they don't forget about
How they claw me in my false or foster reflection
Is that my reflection in the Damascus blade? (No)
How they claw me in my foster or false reflection

Who am I to defy my Wicked Master?
(Warlocks)

You should call me sometime, I won't answer but, at least I'll know you care
How will you know it was me?
You think I've got caller ID?

Guess I should be happy for you
For your success and all that
But your fame ain't got nothing for us

I supported your kid, back when no one else did
You know, I waved your flag, back when no one else did
I just want things to be the way they used to be
When you only set a place for me

The Greek chorus of my skull is choking on their dulcet tones
Ten lashes on the ass of anyone who even tries
And heavens patience glaring down at us filling your womb
With black butterflies

You don't have to try to steal no nothing from my heart
Because for you anything you want, it's always free (free) free (free) free
Texting your freaky fantasies to my phone
Black condoms on vanilla ice cream cones

Now that I'm not a virgin to you
You'll never walk alone
Far beyond a self abuser shame
I live to make you call my name

(Call my name)
Guess I should be happy for you
For your success and all that
But your fame ain't got nothing for us

I was your booster babe, back when no one else cared
(Oh yeah, all right)
You know I celebrated you (I hollered for you, girl)
Back when no one else even thought to
I just want things to be the way they used to be
When you only saved a seat for me
(Come back, come back)

I feel so abused by the black karma
I think I know where I got it from