Father To A Sister Of Thought - Live Europaturnén MCMXCVII

Rotten device, I'll say it twice
I'm too much, I'm too much comforted here
Costs too much, too much, we'll leave you
Everywhere eyes, there's nowhere to die
There's no place to shove your sharpened heel
I'm looking, looking for a
Tired face in case you wanted to go

I know, I'm leaning in to the end

Calling the bluffs, talking so tough
Goodbye to the ugly steeple fear
Good times forever after
I'm just a man, you see who I am
I'm binding my hooks and open the books
Dirty black hearts
Angel of Corpus Christi
You're so misty, tell me what I want to hear

I know, I'm reeling in
Well, I know, that I'm reeling in to the end
To the end
To the end
To the end

I know I'll never ever go
I know I'll never ever go



Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Joseph Malkmus
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