Tilt Unravel Lyrics:
Here I am still intact, and I should give myself
credit for that, but I = have cast a stone deep
into my throat, I squat on land my feet won't =
reach, the smell of blood and bile and bleach, I
need a square foot and = a rope. We can weave, we
can unravel, we keep on sleeping right through =
our travels, we can weave, we can unravel, take
our confusion to a much = lighter level. Spit it
up and hand it over to yet another child of =
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squallor, pallid wheezing lost all her color, her
dark circles getting = darker, he crossed her
palm, but nothing seems to wake her from her =
shitty dreams, now she's become just one more
helpless package of doom. = The city looks
especially vindictive tonight, that hitchhiker
looks like = he's headed home to murder his wife,
well it's a proven fact they don't = respond to
every call for help in time, so there she stays,
poor little = girl, lying on the floor of a dirty
bathroom, no folks there's no = device, no box of
gods to descend and take this tragedy, tie up all
the = loose ends. Submitted by: Mel
Lyrics: Unravel, Tilt [end]