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terrance zdunich - after the fall lyrics

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we scratch on the plains,
up town they fluff the feathers,
coachmen walk with canes,
and every collar is creased.
a gentleman prefers to break from airs and fetters,
to roll off his sleeves,
and liberate the beast.

let us p-ss from the vine,
let us claw in the mud,
let us swing with both fists
as we writhe in the blood,
let us walk on stained gl-ss,
sinners one,
sinners all,
it’s always prettiest after the fall.

we gnaw on the bone,
up town they sprinkle sweetener
nectar for the cups,
and napkins for the chins,
a gentleman prefers to dig in with his fingers,
suck in through his teeth,
and bare a hungry grin,

let us p-ss from the vine,
let us claw in the mud,
let us swing with both fists
as we writhe in the blood,
let us walk on stained gl-ss,
sinners one,
sinners all,
it’s always prettiest after the fall.

we board up the shed,
up town they gild cathedrals,
choir boys for hymns,
and candles for the m-ss,
a gentleman prefers to differ with his steeple
salt his scripture well,
and show a little cl-ss.

let us p-ss from the vine
let us claw in the mud,
let us swing with both fists
as we writhe in the blood,
let us walk on stained gl-ss,
sinners one,
sinners all,

let us p-ss from the vine
let us claw in the mud,
let us swing with both fists
as we writhe in the blood,
let us walk on stained gl-ss,
sinners one,
sinners all,
it’s always prettiest after the fall.

- terrance zdunich lyrics

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