the Deadfly Ensemble - A Thrilling Tale Of Childhood | Текст песни

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Scrape against the wall, underthings askew and damp. Fire in its face ablaze with moist, glistening untruths.

Chorus
It wandered a low road and now everything's ruined!
It worried a ragged rent, now everything's raw!

Unlit floor boards, creaking, soft, rotten old man toe nails crush mouse dung whispers squeal, "Perhaps you'll die in your sleep."

2nd Part
In a pit it wilted, scratched out sums stiltingly, uncomfortably close, "We'll not let you live untrammeled!"

In a frost-frozen lot a melt of snow slid smiling inside its rubber boots. "You'll wither-wilt when we find your mittens!"

In harsh-lit kitchen wine and smoke anoint and glaze stark, half-cooked potato plates. "Dad's not come home with brown-bagged scallops!"

In a hot tongue of shade it wallows, small, abandoned, torn to tatters in a furnace of razors. "We laugh and play and you don't matter!"

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