Bogie
You've joined the ranks and lost your limbs
You still see faces, twisted as
they've always been
There's a person that passes me twice,
from the same direct-rection
There's a feeling today that I've had as a child,
freezing my body numb
A moment so long, only takes seconds to pass,
Cause it all crawls under the fire, in the home,
I turn to sail
-away and through all the pictures of teeth,
A field so warm, air so steep
Thick and lingers like wood
Wet and heavy I brood,
away the days like a cheap summer wine,
If I lift, it won't be my foot
Cause I don't look good in rain,
Robbing with my eyes,
The old woman rushes my faith,
Her mouth swallowing mine
And whisky, fused and one with his
decision to end it here
Aww, and he left her in his wake, all his
matter everywhere
Aww, now the poor thing's been ladder legged,
spider pin-holes in her knees
And she goes back to the dead,
aww in search for ultimate release
And everywhere you go, ooh,
just another grain of salt
Down the throat, a white spotted fever
fills the throbbing heart,
Oh, and a knotted body shakes,
And blooms with nightmares,
Only for the next few hours,
And disappears, to leave me, high
-I call, upon your end, because
I still scratch the eyes
-out of all you've made,
And yet you let me live this lie,
well good-bye.
Bye-bye-bye-bye-bye-bye
You still see faces, twisted as
they've always been
There's a person that passes me twice,
from the same direct-rection
There's a feeling today that I've had as a child,
freezing my body numb
A moment so long, only takes seconds to pass,
Cause it all crawls under the fire, in the home,
I turn to sail
-away and through all the pictures of teeth,
A field so warm, air so steep
Thick and lingers like wood
Wet and heavy I brood,
away the days like a cheap summer wine,
If I lift, it won't be my foot
Cause I don't look good in rain,
Robbing with my eyes,
The old woman rushes my faith,
Her mouth swallowing mine
And whisky, fused and one with his
decision to end it here
Aww, and he left her in his wake, all his
matter everywhere
Aww, now the poor thing's been ladder legged,
spider pin-holes in her knees
And she goes back to the dead,
aww in search for ultimate release
And everywhere you go, ooh,
just another grain of salt
Down the throat, a white spotted fever
fills the throbbing heart,
Oh, and a knotted body shakes,
And blooms with nightmares,
Only for the next few hours,
And disappears, to leave me, high
-I call, upon your end, because
I still scratch the eyes
-out of all you've made,
And yet you let me live this lie,
well good-bye.
Bye-bye-bye-bye-bye-bye
Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Landry Jones
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