Edward Scissortongue - Fluids lyrics

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Edward Scissortongue - Fluids lyrics

Signs of weakness hide your features Silence lines your lies and lights the mire like the fire leeches s**ing blood from righteous people One million dead a day equates to nothing in this maze Picture patterns my brain displays a stunted sum of something evil Above the world, below the ocean, it's the same for every species when the rockets start to fizz from turrets pointing skyward Something's coming fast and flaming out your countries bases Tasked with tasks of ultra-violence Mark this as your last creation d**h is such a fact of life, I'm done with running So I'll just park the car and leave the engine running until my tenure's dusted I thought I heard you mumble something as you went under Something beautiful Still Try to focus on this loaded musket I despise the vacant nature in your eyes Shining like a lake at night Wading out to take a knife to lady types Name your price I'll do you 3-for-2 to break a smile Back to basic ways of life Let us see if Satan's right Look into my eyes, you'll see Godzilla on a mountainside Taking off his suit before the motion pictures plagiarised Stranger days, I'm changing minds Tape ca**ettes and A-road signs I would wait for hours just to eat one of your Quavers twice I would jump on jets and planes to swim inside your flesh again Fingering the venom till the venom turns my flesh to veins Yeah I know it's strange and that our fluids are the f**ing same, but we should still investigate if our metrics still engage Flickers in the fusebox Will the sparks still feed a flame? Let's let fires breathe again Settle till we breathe again Tremors in my dreams today d**hly silence falls just like the darkness on the dreams we made together in these demon days If armageddon cometh, that's when you'll be feeling gutted Gutted like an eel struggling, reeling in the grease and rubbish Screaming till your breathing starts to cease a sea of stars and comets Global Hypercolour summits Light years from this lethal love-in There were these people coming From overseas or something Their vessels settled several metres from the beaches stomach They came with bags of j**els and words of wonders shinier than sun rays on a steeple summit Vials filled with lethal substance [Chorus ?] So why do we really need to speak? When everything is laid upon the tablecloth, already time to eat So why do we really need to speak? When everything is laid upon the tablecloth, amazing sh**[?] to eat

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