Lyrics Welcome To Plainfield, Tobe Hooper - Showbread
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Welcome To Plainfield, Tobe Hooper , by - Showbread. Song from the album No Sir, Nihilism Is Not Practical, in the genre Пост-хардкор Release date: 31.12.2003 Record label: Capitol Christian Song language: English
Welcome To Plainfield, Tobe Hooper
That thing inside my ribs is like a pile of reptiles,
Pressed on splintered vertebrae, so cold, so claustrophobic,
Echoing in hollow fruit are orders sent with love to you,
To serve a will more shallow still than paramecium
I’ll bet your hands are beautiful,
I’m sure your head is beautiful,
But the world is ugly,
The world is ugly and it’s true,
I’ll bet your hands are beautiful,
I’m sure your head is beautiful,
But with world is ugly,
The world is ugly even after you
Invertebrates now contemplate your lavishing and humble service,
All set to hide behind the guise that this empty thing can’t hurt us,
Sensationalized for virgin eyes, it’s graphic, it’s disturbing,