Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Obelisk, artist - Timber Timbre. Date of issue: 04.04.2011
Song language: English
Obelisk |
| From your chair, my narrative tonight |
| Is your dickless cousin, brother, father, pet, friend, husband or wife |
| A lavender scent |
| A bone-orchard of hearts seems to surround you |
| As you stare each gift horse straight in the mouth |
| Stare my arrow down |
| I was invited, I was called out to watch you frolic |
| And dance |
| Oh, I buried my head in my hands |
| I buried my heart there in the sand |
| I was cock-blocked, cured, encharmed |
| I was ferociously put upon until it was clear |
| I should not keep on, I’ll just creep on creepin' on |
| Yes I will, I’ll not keep on |
| I’ll just creep on creepin' on |
| Fell out of this station to levitate your bed |
| And move her hair on to my chest |
| Exposing her neck and I tear through |
| Put you into my arms |
| And my stomach dropped as you shifted me off to stop |
| The ectoplasm coiled like a hovering halo of smoke |
| And our beloved invention |
| Is conjured each night in your throat |
| Oh, I buried my head in my hands |
| I buried my heart there in the sand |
| I was cock-blocked, cured, encharmed |
| I was ferociously put upon until it was clear |
| I should not keep on, I’ll just creep on creepin' on |
| Yes I will, I’ll not keep on |
| I’ll just creep on creepin' on |
| Or do I try one more time? |
| No, I’ll not keep on |
| I’ll just creep on creepin' on |