Seldom Signs

Virtuous mock up, you can't be me
Peering at the pot
And your dog is hanging from a tree

You didn't do it
Though you can't prove it
There's a comb full of white hair
Count to three

A mind dispenser
Always on a bender
This machine only takes wooden nickels
So just count to three

Long nails on a pair of rusty feet
A bronze sword, something else
Now repeat

Stalking through the fray
Slide away, mayday
Stop covering your face when you eat
Now repeat
Now repeat
Now repeat
Now repeat
Now repeat

Dubious watcher, you're never free
Peering through the lens
Driving slowly at the bends
Forever, high fee

You don't do it
The potion sees you through it
And each day, far away
No affair
So don't bother me

A hiccup cosmic
Divine masturbator
There's a trigger advocating
Fear the chef
So just count to three

Sedated
Too slow
Reverberated
Now go

Listen
I reverberance
Toss the coin
It don't make sense

Powerdriver
Shakermaker
So serene
Gran's quizine

Stupid blissful
Flags are burning
A flattened roach
And stomach churnin

They will steal your soul
They will steal your soul

Taken aback
Cuz you don't step sideways
Mistreated gloves
They tell or show

Makin' the ends meet
Under your feet
Rigged at the start
Destroyer of third wheels

They will steal your soul
They will steal your soul
They will steal your soul
They will steal your soul

Exploding the belfry
Morrow and fro
A tower of ivory
Count's as a blow

Worlds intertwining
Souring mold
Let me not be there
Just let me stay

So it was told
So it was told
So it was told
So it was told

Listen
I reverberance
Toss the coin
It don't make sense

Powerdriver
Shakermaker
So serene
Gran's quizine

Stupid blissful
Flags are burning
A flattened roach
And stomach churnin

They will steal your soul
They will steal your soul

Taken aback
Cuz you don't step sideways
Mistreated gloves
They tell or show

Makin' the ends meet
Under your feet
Rigged at the start
Destroyer of third wheels

They will steal your soul
They will steal your soul
They will steal your soul
They will steal your soul

Exploding the belfry
Morrow and fro
A tower of ivory
Count's as a blow

Worlds intertwining
Souring mold
Let me not be there
Just let me stay

So it was told
So it was told
So it was told
So it was told



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Writer(s): Dragomir šulc
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