Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Meek, artist - Nostalghia. Date of issue: 07.04.2014
Song language: English
Meek |
| I wonder sometimes |
| If I’m uh |
| Bed of thorns |
| A predator parading |
| Rotting wood |
| Suckling from |
| My mothers wirey form |
| So incapacitated, elevated |
| Still negated, excalative, innovative |
| Meanwhile my father |
| Shoots the gun |
| And I grow up in powder smoke |
| And no one knows me, no one knows |
| No one knows me |
| No one knows |
| Umbilical in suede, killed of milk |
| And still un-paid |
| Wounds of fraud and filth |
| That fade between my lips |
| That spill and crave’n |
| Heard a sound, just one sound |
| Oh so loud |
| God it’s loud |
| Losing time, broken mime |
| Nothing’s mine |
| No, nothing’s mine |
| I wonder sometimes if I’m uh |
| A book of worms |
| A slimy disillusion sleeping |
| In the deepest of cores |
| An apple of stars |
| Starry eyed surprised |
| Blinding light and bending lies |
| Finding time to realize |
| Meanwhile you’re shooting |
| At my bod |
| You watch me stumble |
| In the plague |
| It’s oh so vague, it’s all so vague |
| It’s oh so vague, it’s all so vague |