noita Songtext
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noita Songtext
I′ll kneel down
To rifle through
Shadows of you
All of you
Maybe you'll remember
What it felt like in November
It wasn′t the way you said it
It was the way you played it
Why don't you pick up the phone?
Why do you leave me alone?
Ghostess
A perfect ending
I know the rain will get it
Confessions told in secret
I'll stick around to express it
Won′t try to run you know this
Try to follow through
Never like you
Why don′t you pick up the phone?
Why do you leave me alone?
I've been chasing ghosts
I′ve been so, oh
I see what you are
Let those scars heal
Impatient, facetious, ignorant
Devil covered in sheep skin
Stop coming, Devil, covered
Covered
Devil covered in sheep skin
Impermeable to release and rest
Closer danger
Clings into my skirt and skin
Rips me open
Tears into a scattered mess
Of clothes and tears
Reduces it down into a mess of flesh and tight corners
Through all of this I've never heard you utter a word
Of its significance
You′re entirely passive amiss and its all my business
Embarrassing cold and completely unforgiving
I had to wear a bag over my head to feel any different
I had to wear a bag over my head to feel any different
I had to wear a bag over my head over my head over my head
Head
Sleep
Swim in your marriages
Loving girls, calling it business
Caught by flashlights giving candy I
Wanted to think differently
There's a world where something happened to you too
Displayed on a screen
Everyone pities you knows you pities you knows you
Strokes your back pleases you soon
Keeps your gun wound clean
Strokes your back, pleases you soon
Keep your gun wound clean
Strokes please
Strokes strokes please
Strokes guns clean please
Strokes Guns
There′s a world its happening
Theres a world where it happened
On screen, on screen, on screen, on screen
It pities you
It keeps it clean
Pities you
Keeps it clean
Keep your mouth open I don't care what it sounds like
Keep it open, wide open
I don't care how it sounds
To rifle through
Shadows of you
All of you
Maybe you'll remember
What it felt like in November
It wasn′t the way you said it
It was the way you played it
Why don't you pick up the phone?
Why do you leave me alone?
Ghostess
A perfect ending
I know the rain will get it
Confessions told in secret
I'll stick around to express it
Won′t try to run you know this
Try to follow through
Never like you
Why don′t you pick up the phone?
Why do you leave me alone?
I've been chasing ghosts
I′ve been so, oh
I see what you are
Let those scars heal
Impatient, facetious, ignorant
Devil covered in sheep skin
Stop coming, Devil, covered
Covered
Devil covered in sheep skin
Impermeable to release and rest
Closer danger
Clings into my skirt and skin
Rips me open
Tears into a scattered mess
Of clothes and tears
Reduces it down into a mess of flesh and tight corners
Through all of this I've never heard you utter a word
Of its significance
You′re entirely passive amiss and its all my business
Embarrassing cold and completely unforgiving
I had to wear a bag over my head to feel any different
I had to wear a bag over my head to feel any different
I had to wear a bag over my head over my head over my head
Head
Sleep
Swim in your marriages
Loving girls, calling it business
Caught by flashlights giving candy I
Wanted to think differently
There's a world where something happened to you too
Displayed on a screen
Everyone pities you knows you pities you knows you
Strokes your back pleases you soon
Keeps your gun wound clean
Strokes your back, pleases you soon
Keep your gun wound clean
Strokes please
Strokes strokes please
Strokes guns clean please
Strokes Guns
There′s a world its happening
Theres a world where it happened
On screen, on screen, on screen, on screen
It pities you
It keeps it clean
Pities you
Keeps it clean
Keep your mouth open I don't care what it sounds like
Keep it open, wide open
I don't care how it sounds
Writer(s): Arro Niskey, Brendan Fullerton, Lex Pappas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

