For your breath and breast so warm and fabled
Your hands reached inside
Grabbed my heart, enlarged, disabled
Hailed for your mercy
An ear that cares
How the blues sound from up there?
With my wet hair, I wipe the blood off your feet
Carry me through these shark infested waters
Well you spared me from slaughter for sure,
But these sharks are equally in need of a martyr
Oh kindness shared
Undeserved purest gift, this life you've spared
How the blues sound from up there?
Teeth gnashing, masticating this dumb tongue
Quiet now, quiet now, hear that supplication
Echo into the void
Been received by no one
Oh my sweet dear
Cold alone poisoning ourselves
Engulfed in our own tears
Signed, blues from down here.
Pull the pin, drop it in, let it wash away our
Time for your favorite story
Of how to achieve golden glory
Wash yourself all squeaky clean
All in white, all hallow's eve
Lessen your desire,
Hold your breath so patiently
Never inquire how to be free
Just stay on your knees
You might doubt it
Think there's nothing left for
To do but stomp my feet
And shout about it
From the depths I called you
Now I'm waiting for an answer patiently
Stuck here at the bottom of this well
It's not the last you've heard from me
From the depths I called you, Ma For your breath and breast so warm and fabled Your hands reached inside Grabbed my heart, enlarged, disabled Hailed for your mercy An ear that cares How the blues sound from up there? With my wet hair, I wipe the blood off your feet Carry me through these shark infested waters Well you spared me from slaughter for sure, But these sharks are equally in need of a martyr Oh kindness shared Undeserved purest gift, this life you've spared How the blues sound from up there? Teeth gnashing, masticating this dumb tongue Quiet now, quiet now, hear that supplication Echo into the void Been received by no one Oh my sweet dear Cold alone poisoning ourselves Engulfed in our own tears Signed, blues from down here. Pull the pin, drop it in, let it wash away our Time for your favorite story Of how to achieve golden glory Wash yourself all squeaky clean All in white, all hallow's eve Lessen your desire, Hold your breath so patiently Never inquire how to be free Just stay on your knees You might doubt it Think there's nothing left for To do but stomp my feet And shout about it From the depths I called you Now I'm waiting for an answer patiently Stuck here at the bottom of this well It's not the last you've heard from me Explain Request ×
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