Gutted-Trophy Scars

歌手 : Trophy Scars

专辑 : Holy Vacants

语种 : 英语

时长 : 05:27

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TXT Gutted-Trophy Scars 文本歌词

Gutted - Trophy Scars

There are shadows swinging from the chandeliers

The husband entranced by the dark

The wife the kids the mirror: all sick with fear

As our ghosts flip over every little cross

Then they see the angels and all their bloody deaths

Lent to burning crosses on their heads

As they run out the door we appear

Through the floor ghosts forevermore

Scratching burning crosses on our heads

They think of their house

Their perfect little house

So they pay a priest to bless us out

As they board up the doors and tear up the floors

Dead forevermore still wearing

That blood soaked filthy f**king blouse

By the cellar stairs and the birchwood chairs

You can hear the creeks from the house

Through the lilac trees through the swamps and weeds

You can hear the screams from their mouths

I used to think that we knew best drinking blood

At church by the park

I used to say "Everyone's afraid "

Everyone's afraid of the dark

Clutching to their bibles

Burning holy candles

They think they got a handle on their house

But every time they got to bed

My girl is standing by their heads

I watch her open her transparent mouth

She sings:

"You won't be sleeping too long

You'll pack up your things before dawn "

"We'll burn through your sheets as you hear us scream

Scratching burning crosses on our heads "

Then they see the angels and all their bloody deaths

Lent to burning crosses on their heads

As they run out the door we appear

Through the floor ghosts forevermore

Scratching burning crosses on our heads