| | The Salt Wound Routine Lyrics Artist(Band):Thirteen Senses
They pursue us to the deep end and then depart Watch as the cracks in the wall feel pain For only patterns on a snake's back give us genuine fear And I cannot lie, faces drop into the fire I get by all the time on a shelf above the door And it shouldn't be clear but it's not for me to decide It's a delicate degree It's a number I can see Could prison cells be in my brain For they're safe inside the cover of a dirty face And everybody finds a college graduate with joy While I'm happy just sipping tonic water with lemon and lime And I cannot lie, faces drop into the fire I get by all the time on a shelf above the door And it shouldn't be clear but it's not for me to decide It's a delicate degree It's a number I can see You sit at home up late at night When it's beginning to arrive And honestly I don't see the need for any routines I'm all out of sync, I cover my cuts And hope they are fixed before I get hurt again And all this ground beneath my feet Has decided not to crumble into the sea I walked in a house, it smelt of paint And the ceiling it has no trouble with me If you find some error in The Salt Wound Routine Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review the song The Salt Wound Routine The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Thirteen Senses" Music | |
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