
Date of issue: 18.02.2016
Song language: English
Lying in the Grass |
All the pieces where they ought to be |
But it’s clear that he don’t look like me |
Pick a place around the table talk |
Make a push to wake the comatose |
Say you pause to say what’s wrong |
And quickly blow up the cover |
There’s a way through fogs as long as there’s a light to discover (it) |
Like a twisted stick, let’s dig through the sick |
And find a level space |
Cinch to say |
It’s a gut that fears all things unknown |
And a link within the brain you know |
Not a shame to say the instinct’s there |
But a virtue to deny the bait |
Know the cause and move to gauze and deftly |
Tratar o sangue |
In the lawn there’s room to move |
As there’s a need to uncover it |
As a choker sucks, let’s sift through the muck |
And lift this dingy veil |
Same old tale |
Get mixed in this crippling fixture |
Try and approach the hidden mixtures |
Get mixed in this crippling fixture |
Try and approach the hidden picture |
For a misplaced stash, let’s search through the trash |
And write this ignorant lurch |
Wicked urge |
Raise the gab above a whisper |
Speak to salve a spoiling blister |
Raise the gab above a whisper |
Talk to cure a blister picture |
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