Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Buried in Teeth, artist - Mariee Sioux. Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Song language: English
Buried in Teeth |
| Buried in teeth |
| Buried in teeth |
| Buried in teeth |
| Can’t tell if I’ve got black roots or braids |
| Growing out of my head |
| Grandfather’s eating our grains |
| Buried in teeth |
| Buried in teeth |
| Buried in teeth |
| Can’t tell if I’ve got rivers or veins |
| Running under my skin |
| Flowing out over the plains |
| There’s trapped antennas |
| All tangled up with these brains |
| And the spin of cocoons whispers your names |
| While the crash of molars, it sifts us downward |
| Down past the roll of ancient thunder |
| Down past the delicate bones of bird wings |
| Those that never took the flight of morning |
| Down past the fossiled ferns and antlers |
| A pack of ghost wolves are going to bring you under |
| And down past the stomachs filled with berries |
| Swallowed down into the gut of centuries |
| Where we’ll petrify |
| Strong-willed, feeble, amber-eyed |
| There we’ll petrify |
| Strong-lunged, weary, amber-eyed |
| Strong-winged, teary, amber-eyed |
| Amber-eyed |
| Buried in arms |
| Buried in arms |
| Buried in arms |
| Can’t tell if it’s your elbows or twine |
| All wrapped around my waist |
| A tangled mess divine |
| Buried in arms |
| Buried in arms |
| Buried in arms |
| Can’t tell whose triggers are whose |
| So we’ll pull every one |
| Firing diamonds at boots |
| The crash of molars, it sifts us downward |
| Down past the roll of ancient thunder |
| Down past the delicate bones of bird wings |
| Those that never took the flight of morning |
| Down past the fossiled ferns and antlers |
| A pack of ghost wolves are going to bring you under |
| And down past the stomachs filled with berries |
| Swallowed down into the gut of centuries |
| Where we’ll petrify |
| Strong-willed, feeble, amber-eyed |
| There we’ll petrify |
| Strong-lunged, weary, amber-eyed |
| Strong-winged, teary, amber-eyed |
| Amber-eyed |
| Buried in arms |
| Buried in teeth |
| Buried in teeth |
| Buried in arms |
| Buried in teeth |
| Can’t tell if those are black holes I spy |
| Staring down at us |
| Sucking starlight through our eyes |
| Buried in arms |
| Buried in teeth |
| Buried in teeth |
| Buried in arms |
| Buried in arms |
| Buried in teeth |
| Buried in teeth |
| Buried in arms |
| Buried in teeth |
| Can’t tell if we’re being eaten alive |