Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song saltkin, artist - Purity Ring. Date of issue: 28.07.2022
Song language: English
saltkin |
| There’s a cult, there’s a cult inside of me |
| Find the salt, sprinkle it, and rattle me |
| Sleep is a welcome gadget in our head blind hood |
| The crawling animals will seek all things warm, all things moist |
| And I will relentlessly shame myself in rest and wake in front of |
| My truly bored beloved here I lie in wait, hush little heart |
| Still my sweating lips move my starving hips |
| There’s a cult, there’s a cult inside of me |
| Find the salt, sprinkle it, and rattle me |
| Into a bright bound sea round in fury |
| Our bodies will return |
| The creeper’s blood is seeping from this undead wood and and let it pour |
| Punish my forehead that in evenings dripped down over my jaws |
| Give them writhe and splat their heavy feathers |
| Lift my drooping head |
| There’s a cult, there’s a cult inside of me |
| Find the salt, sprinkle it, and rattle me |
| Into a bright bound sea round in fury |
| Our bodies will return |
| There’s a cult, there’s a cult inside of me |
| Find the salt, sprinkle it, and rattle me |