Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Body Is a Battlefield, artist - Bonaparte. Album song My Horse Likes You, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 03.10.2010
Record label: BONAPARTE
Song language: English
My Body Is a Battlefield |
Two eyes — a thousand faces |
Two lips — they follow the traces |
I can’t forget, I don’t remember neither |
Tease like a traitor |
The tongue is the leader |
Sweat stains — not that it matters |
What remains is perfectly scattered |
Flickering lights |
And it’s all undulating |
Amongst all the fighting |
The forces are mating |
My body is a My body is a My body is A battlefield, a battlefield, |
A battlefield, a battlefield |
My body |
My body is a My body |
My body is a My body |
My body is A battlefield, a battlefield, |
A battlefield, a battlefield |
Two eyes — exploring motion |
Two lips — the roots of erosion |
I don’t recall, I can’t erase it neither |
The hand is the vanguard |
The land is the bleeder |
Two eyes — over stimulated |
Two lips — slowly saturated |
This vast crevice |
Drones in the distance |
The last of a species |
The scent of resistance |
Sweat stains, desires have drained |
Feeble attempts but still not satisfied |
Everything is swallowed |
At the end of the page |
Fingers keep marching |
Until I disengage |
T-t-traces — my body is a T-t-traces — my body is a T-t-traces — my body is A Battlefield, a battlefield |
A Battlefield, a battlefield |
My body |
My body is a My body |
My body is a My body |
My body is A battlefield, a battlefield |
A battlefield, a battlefield |
T-t-traces — my body is a T-t-traces — my body is a T-t-traces — my body is A Battlefield, a battlefield |
A Battlefield, a battlefield |
Sweat stains — not that it matters |
What remains is perfectly scattered |
Flickering lights |
And it’s all undulating |
Amongst all the fighting |
The forces are mating |