
Date of issue: 31.03.2019
Song language: English
Red Thumb |
I’d been found out |
So you thought I’d choke |
But I’m full of lots of little tricks |
Don’t underestimate the things I do and say |
I’ve seen the tract |
If anyone can best the fence, it’s me |
Blood shed by my hand before dawn |
-A red thumb tonight |
Doubt says the sky will be falling down someday |
Doubt says my heart is still full of hate |
Doubt says that somehow I’ll always be one step behind |
Maybe today’s the day doubt discriminates |
And lays waste |
What’s wrong with me? |
My brain is a brimstone castle cracked at the seams |
My filter’s all backed up—slips out |
I can’t feel grief |
My touch has gone rust |
Now I’m a thriving disease |
And I can’t be snuffed out |
-Just keep growing and growing and growing |
Blood shed by my hand before dawn |
-A red thumb tonight |
You dig and dig and dig and dig |
You dig until you find |
Whatever it is that you seek more than moral height |
The garden’s full of flesh—a mess |
The flowers are all sore |
There is no hole that goes deeper than greed’s allure |
Blood shed by my hand before dawn |
-A red thumb tonight |