Snibe
Could wilted flower seem strange to you
With all this poison and the roots?
Shut away from love and light
You wonder why it's screaming
Old enough to abuse me
But all too cheap to amuse me
We stand at the marketplace
With cold September eyes on the hungry people
We passed the interrogation
Signed our names at the bottom of the government paper
Calling memories out of mind
Pictures writhing deep inside
And once you've seen, it's hard to hide
You wonder why you're screaming
Strong enough not to fear me
But all too loud now to hear me
We stand at the marketplace
With cold September eyes on the hungry people
We passed the interrogation
Signed our names at the bottom of the government paper
This winter time to waste your life
You reign, you die, you wait, you cry
This time in the light, a small flame in the night
You come, you bend, you burn
Sick enough to infect me
But too far gone to protect me
We stand at the marketplace
With cold September eyes on the hungry people
We passed the interrogation
Signed our names at the bottom of the government paper
Marketplace (we stand at the marketplace)
We found out (with cold September eyes on the hungry people)
Marketplace (we passed the interrogation)
There we signed out (signed our names at the bottom of the government paper)
Marketplace (we stand at the marketplace)
We found out (with cold September eyes on the hungry people)
Marketplace (we passed the interrogation) there
We signed out (signed our names at the bottom of the government paper)
With all this poison and the roots?
Shut away from love and light
You wonder why it's screaming
Old enough to abuse me
But all too cheap to amuse me
We stand at the marketplace
With cold September eyes on the hungry people
We passed the interrogation
Signed our names at the bottom of the government paper
Calling memories out of mind
Pictures writhing deep inside
And once you've seen, it's hard to hide
You wonder why you're screaming
Strong enough not to fear me
But all too loud now to hear me
We stand at the marketplace
With cold September eyes on the hungry people
We passed the interrogation
Signed our names at the bottom of the government paper
This winter time to waste your life
You reign, you die, you wait, you cry
This time in the light, a small flame in the night
You come, you bend, you burn
Sick enough to infect me
But too far gone to protect me
We stand at the marketplace
With cold September eyes on the hungry people
We passed the interrogation
Signed our names at the bottom of the government paper
Marketplace (we stand at the marketplace)
We found out (with cold September eyes on the hungry people)
Marketplace (we passed the interrogation)
There we signed out (signed our names at the bottom of the government paper)
Marketplace (we stand at the marketplace)
We found out (with cold September eyes on the hungry people)
Marketplace (we passed the interrogation) there
We signed out (signed our names at the bottom of the government paper)
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Enigk, William Goldsmith, Dan Hoerner
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