Antisaint Songtext
von Chevelle

Visit again white elephant
Who sent you to loom?
Shall we sever everything?
Ponder this while we ponder why

He′s starting to follow crows
And climbing the ladder somewhere out
To really begin to scare
And plotting to comb the grounds with a fine tooth

You poor little antisaint
You poor little antisaint

Nothing to say for the last time
Just want to sink his will
Like a predator's prey in the cold
Slowly starts to show


Assurance is what they need
Hold the lion until it′s fed
It's still only mourning
But the fly's surfaced

You poor little antisaint
You poor little antisaint
You poor little antisaint
You poor little antisaint

The stakes are too low
We may not need any
Course we never feared it
And if you couldn′t tell
That the cleverest acting
Was the lying by you
Lying by you
Lying by you

You poor little antisaint (antisaint)
You poor little antisaint (antisaint)
You poor little antisaint (antisaint)
You poor little antisaint