Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Vistas , by - Baptists. Song from the album Bloodmines, in the genre ХардкорRelease date: 13.10.2014
Record label: Southern Lord
Song language: English
Vistas |
| Arson of crystals |
| Drenched innards sing |
| Barter with boredom |
| Bleached at the seams |
| Dulled edge for training |
| Till the sharp one’s in need |
| Doused with a primer |
| Painted till sealed |
| Aside from this blizzard of fuel |
| I feel fucking nothing |
| Scabbed cuts don’t bleed much, you know |
| Till ripped off and opened |
| Pissed up on downers |
| Sunk down on paste |
| Promising vistas |
| Discovered through waste |
| Aside from this blizzard of fuel |
| I feel fucking nothing |
| Scabbed cuts don’t bleed much, you know |
| Till ripped off and opened |
| This padding I wear when I’ve found |
| An absence of distance |
| Our bodies aren’t temples, it’s true |
| They’re bomb testing grounds |
| Vistas |