Atmosphere

Atmosphere - The Abusing Of The Rib lyrics

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I wanna follow the footprints across my lover's stomach

I wanna call out her name before I plummet

I wish I had a map of the terrain so I could step around the landmines

Avoid the beasts under the bed that bring they bad times

I wanna find this here so-called treasure

The pleasure, the trinkets, the never-ending weekends

Acknowledgin that I'm still just a piece of the sequence

But seein these different footprints got me needin to show my weekness

The timeline, the time zones, I cross them with my eyes closed

Memorized the landmarks and learned the cycles

The weather patterns, how the seasons affect

the East and the West of each region learned the cycles

Forget about the fact that many trails have been tracked

Maybe it's a plus that there's a path

If this was some uncharted land I'd have to be a smarter man

willing to travel the farthest to unravel the harvest

and natural resources are unlimited

exploration only requires some desire and initiative

take your time and find the right way to climb

it ain't safe to play games with natures mind



If I could show you, you would never leave it

And if I could show you, you would never leave it

If I could show you, you would never leave it

And if I could show you, you would never leave it

If I could show you, you would never leave it

And if I could show you, you would never leave it

If I could show you, you would never leave it

And if I could show you, you would never



I wanna ride a train up my lover's arm, stop off at the brain 

Then hop out and find out what's going on

Cut through trees and ride through rocks

And synchronise the universal sun down to my watch

I've seen a lot, but not quite as much as her

The top went of the memory and the imagination blurred

But I know she's been put through hell, I can feel it 

And I know she's touched having this well, tryin to steal it

It came on and it tought her a song

It's strung her along and it caught her when the god was gone

Now to the break-o-dawn she's tryin to feel that fix

And all the family and friends is tryin to seel them lips

But I ain't dumb, I can hear that train come from miles away 

Setting obstacles to stop the arrival

I'm gonna blow up that iron in wood rogue

From what I understood those be the aura fits of his survival

My recital another tantrum

because she's highly excitable swinging wings of red nova 

Happy endings always off to a bad start

Addictive voyeuristic to the trackmarks



And if I could show you, you would never leave it

[fades until end]
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Language: English

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