sleeper//muscle - 112_mummified and dragged through the streets lyrics
my t+shirt, dress, my tights, my hands
my silver chain back tooth necklace
hit my clocks as i walk through the bank and
maybe one day i won’t just have to act
like i don’t owe those eyes nothing
maybe work up the nerve to change my name
till then i’m the wind and a prophet
at the end of the dock, fall forward off it
my hips, my back, my voice, it cracks
wide shoulders won’t fit those straps and
looked over when i order my drink and
maybe one day i’ll dig a blade in their back
drive it in till they don’t say nothing
maybe work up the nerve to carve my name
till then i’m the wind and a prophet
at the end of the bridge, fall forward off it
it’s no life in the tower
but at least none of you can reach me lost at sea
every day your sh+t gets louder
one day snakes will feed me
i’ll make sure you see
then sings my soul, my savior god, to thee
how great thou art, how great thou art
then sings my soul, my savior god, to thee
how great thou art, how great thou art
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