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Daughters – Satan In The Wait lyrics
That bastard had a head like a matchstick
Face like he was sucking concrete through a straw
Some faces not even a mother can love
Spit splattered broken glass from above
There's a tombstone where your headboard used to be
It's settled in every night before sleep
Every night before he dreams big and comes complete
He sees himself floating high above the certainty of his feet
Sees some gutless ones seeking a free ride inside the stomach of a whale
Can live without air for several days, he says
He says he knows [?] man, he says
He says he wouldn't wait for the light and the dark to fade
So you wouldn't move for the mouse [?]
Their bodies are open
Their channels are open
This world is opening up
Up, up, up
Yeah, I'm good for whatever the other smiles convinced
Tell me which is best and when I’ll see the day
I'll set the tone, I'll wander in my sleep
[?] a glass in the [?]
Here's to the wheel, here's to the sharpened pencil
Splitting the cast and the skin
[?] comatose
Here's to a celebrity of fulfillment
Here's to the top of the world
Here's to a tired, leaning wall
Here's to the tragedy to ensue
Their bodies are open
Their channels are open
This world is opening up
Up, up, up
Their bodies are open
Their channels are open
This world is opening up
Up, up, up, up, up
Todays can feel like tomorrow some day
Tomorrows can feel like yesterday
This world is opening up
This world is opening up
Today's gonna feel like tomorrow today
(This world is opening up)
Tomorrow's gonna feel like yesterday
Today's gonna feel like tomorrow today
(This world is opening up)
Tomorrow's gonna feel like yesterday
Today's gonna feel like tomorrow today
(This world is opening up)
Tomorrow's gonna feel like
Gonna feel like
(This world is opening up)
It's gonna feel like
(This world is opening up)
It's gonna feel like
It's gonna feel like
(This world is opening up)
It's gonna feel like
It's gonna feel like
Face like he was sucking concrete through a straw
Some faces not even a mother can love
Spit splattered broken glass from above
There's a tombstone where your headboard used to be
It's settled in every night before sleep
Every night before he dreams big and comes complete
He sees himself floating high above the certainty of his feet
Sees some gutless ones seeking a free ride inside the stomach of a whale
Can live without air for several days, he says
He says he knows [?] man, he says
He says he wouldn't wait for the light and the dark to fade
So you wouldn't move for the mouse [?]
Their bodies are open
Their channels are open
This world is opening up
Up, up, up
Yeah, I'm good for whatever the other smiles convinced
Tell me which is best and when I’ll see the day
I'll set the tone, I'll wander in my sleep
[?] a glass in the [?]
Here's to the wheel, here's to the sharpened pencil
Splitting the cast and the skin
[?] comatose
Here's to a celebrity of fulfillment
Here's to the top of the world
Here's to a tired, leaning wall
Here's to the tragedy to ensue
Their bodies are open
Their channels are open
This world is opening up
Up, up, up
Their bodies are open
Their channels are open
This world is opening up
Up, up, up, up, up
Todays can feel like tomorrow some day
Tomorrows can feel like yesterday
This world is opening up
This world is opening up
Today's gonna feel like tomorrow today
(This world is opening up)
Tomorrow's gonna feel like yesterday
Today's gonna feel like tomorrow today
(This world is opening up)
Tomorrow's gonna feel like yesterday
Today's gonna feel like tomorrow today
(This world is opening up)
Tomorrow's gonna feel like
Gonna feel like
(This world is opening up)
It's gonna feel like
(This world is opening up)
It's gonna feel like
It's gonna feel like
(This world is opening up)
It's gonna feel like
It's gonna feel like
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