Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Tore My Hands Off in a Combine, artist - Western Addiction. Album song New Mexican Disaster Squad & Western Addiction Split, in the genre Панк
Date of issue: 25.10.2004
Record label: No Idea
Song language: English
I Tore My Hands Off in a Combine |
Talons flex with angry incisors |
Left with what I don’t have advice for |
Tell my friends I don’t want to see them |
Tell my family I don’t want to know them |
A gentle crop was the killing line |
Shears gone by and it spun like a turbine |
Absinthe minded with thrice-like charm |
Lonely wrists meet lonely arms |
I fought the jaws and the jaws won |
Innocent greetings don’t seem like much fun |
Dismembered idles for the devil’s work |
Thresh and destroy when palms meet till earth |
Open ears as my children salute |
Up the rows my wife follows suit |
Goddamn it, call on the land line |
I tore my hands off in a combine |
I can never truly hold you |
I can never truly hold |
Goddamn it, call on the land line |
I tore my hands off in a combine |
Land mine. |
Straight line. |
Combine |