A Body Treatise - The (International) Noise Conspiracy

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Tytuł: A Body Treatise

Wykonawca: The (International) Noise Conspiracy
album: New Morning, Changing Weather
Wyświetleń: 1226

Succulent beautiful and fine
  I`m touching my body; I`m feeling my mind
  With plastic knives and plastic spoons and other types of cutlery
  Take what signifies
  And make it leave this room
  My sweet desire that wants to bloom
  Held captive - our culter molds, our bodies bold
  Held captive - target the role we have no control
  Passionate tastful and free
  I mutilate myself to make me real
  A heart beating in the wrong kind of chest
  Of hair and sweat a manly mess
  Take what signifies
  And make it leave this room
  My sweet desire that wants to bloom
  Held captive - our culter molds, our bodies bold
  Held captive - target the role we have no control
  I cut myself up to make it real
  I cut myself up cause thats the way I feel
  I cut myself up to be free
  I cut myself up to be me