Lyrics Raccoon - Cloud Rat

Raccoon

Half past the unlucky, and there’s a pebble in my shoe
Rollercoaster stomach.
«You're soft,» said Aural Glory
Knee jerks, and she became the guillotine
Decapitated pleasure, staring into another skull
Coward.
If I splice thyself, you should have it all
Cleaning up remnants, laying on the softest hair
A moving violation…
…and the body that grows stems walks towards me
Rose peasant, your house is gone
You’re living in a black hole
Tie a rope around the ankle of something you shouldn’t let go
But symptoms toe the line.
My personality is disturbing me
Flushed cheeks, and here I am, left
It’s no fun to see the bleeding
To hear your clarifying clues
Your face will come to me in a crowd
Thy dark and earnest eyes
Patience