Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Simmer, artist - Kill the Vultures. Date of issue: 22.10.2015
Song language: English
Simmer |
| By the time they seen the light |
| All you heard was sirens blaring bright |
| Neighbors staring right at the mess |
| Feel the fahrenheit |
| Rising like the tide when the moon’s pulling puppet strings |
| Cut the links that bind us to all our earthly suffering |
| Shadows paint a grimace on the witness |
| Now if he talks he might not walk |
| But if he don’t then that’s his business |
| All the facts have been distorted |
| All that’s certain is the smoking gun |
| The ceiling swings in the circles |
| And the windows here won’t open none |
| The smoke around my head looks like treble clefs |
| I lost the level step |
| Now go to Hell until the Devil’s left |
| The kettle kept me up |
| Always screaming from the blue flame |
| Digging in ditches, dumpsters |
| Dying for a new name |
| Who changed the locks |
| Don’t even recognize the building |
| The figures on the walls are hallways of hungry children |
| Got nothing for ‘em |
| Don’t got a penny for a peddler |
| They only smoke screens |
| I’m looking for a dust settler |
| Picking apart the pieces of the puzzle |
| To relieve the inner struggle |
| Even leeches in the puddle know to leave the trouble alone |
| Who’s knocking on my telephone? |
| How many dial tones will convince you that I ain’t home? |
| Let the bad blood simmer |
| Let the bad blood simmer |
| Let the bad blood simmer |
| Now you lost in the center of the temper and temperature |
| Let the bad blood simmer |
| Let the bad blood simmer |
| Let the bad blood simmer |
| Now you caught between the temper and temperature |
| Tell me who to pray to |
| Who’s supposed to save you? |
| There’s nothing to escape from |
| Nowhere to escape to |
| The moment that i came to they asked me where i came from |
| Pointed to the blank sky |
| Couldn’t speak the same tongue |
| Name one night that didn’t end in mourning |
| The storm brings hope but never gives warning |
| Ain’t enough police tape to cover up this mess |
| No matter how you frame it we’re just decorating shipwrecks |
| Ingest a hard pill to swallow |
| Filled with shards of the bottle |
| Tip the jar |
| Let the scars fill your hollow |
| The soldiers walked in |
| Should’ve seen the clock spin |
| We covered up our ears 'cause poisoned mouths |
| Talk sin-sation temptress |
| Offensive to the senses |
| Now who would ever guess you’d be imprisoned by a sentence? |
| Before i spoke i filled the room with smoke to cleanse it |
| Conjured the wrong ghosts |
| Had 'em begging me to end it |
| Begging me for friendship |
| Begging me for rations |
| I told them i’m a fraud, a freeloader and a has-been |
| Alone |
| Who’s knocking on my telephone? |
| How many dial tones will convince you that i ain’t home? |
| Let the bad blood simmer |
| Let the bad blood simmer |
| Let the bad blood simmer |
| Now you lost in the center of the temper and the temperature |
| Let the bad blood simmer |
| Let the bad blood simmer |
| Let the bad blood simmer |
| You lost in the center of the temper and the temperature |