Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Rifle's Spiral, artist - the Shins. Date of issue: 18.03.2012
Song language: English
The Rifle's Spiral |
| Dead lungs command it |
| You pour your life down the rifle’s spiral |
| And show us you’ve earned it |
| Clerics fog will recede right before your eyes |
| So long to this wretched form |
| Them gray eyes on the subway |
| Long before you were born |
| You were always to be a dagger floating |
| Straight to their heart |
| Listen, now, we won’t tell anyone |
| But you’re gonna tell the world |
| This whole life ain’t been any fun |
| Now your viscera unfurls |
| As you rise, rise from your burning fiat |
| Go, go get my suitcase, would you? |
| You’ve thoroughly blown their mind |
| And now I must have passage home your life’s |
| Two veins from your heart |
| You’re not invisible, now |
| You just don’t exist |
| Your mother must be so proud |
| You sublimate yourself, granting us a wish |
| Primitive mural on the wall |
| To fortify your grim resolve |
| Amid the glitz of a shopping mall |
| Another grain of indigent salt for the sea |
| Goodbye to this wretched form |
| Oh, them gray eyes on the subway |
| So long before you were born |
| You were always to be a dagger floating |
| Straight to their heart |