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the coward robert ford - nosferatu lyrics

close it up
my gambler’s luck runs amok
dead man’s hand
or a loving crutch, crutch, crutch?
here’s the truth
i would never lie to you
nothing i’d say or ever do would
slip right through
hey, know what?
i will never leave this rut
think it’s the only thing i love
i’m the beaten wife in its clutch, clutch, clutch

gangrene foot
from sleeping on soot
i’ll never leave this room, i refute
“my nosferatu method is tried and true.”
this rotting fanged tooth
breaks skin of all that i lose
blood pudding up in tubes
what’s old to you for me is always new

my reluctant trust
its enduring l+st
i help you put it up
on my canvas, covered in dust
here comes the lunge
t++th treading guts
one hand in the casket
one hand encased in mud, mud, mud
gangrene foot
from sleeping on soot
i’ll never leave this room, i refute
“my nosferatu method is tried and true.”
this rotting fanged tooth
breaks skin of all that i lose
blood pudding up in tubes
what’s old to you for me is always new

gangrene foot
from sleeping on soot
i’ll never leave this room, i refute
“my nosferatu method is tried and true.”
(sleeping on soot)
(oh)
close it up
my gambler’s luck runs amok
dead man’s hand
or a loving crutch, crutch, crutch?
hey, know what?
i will never leave this rut
think it’s the only thing i love
i’m the beaten wife in its clutch, clutch, clutch
i’m the body it makes f+ck

- the coward robert ford lyrics

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