Atmosphere
Atmosphere - Abusing The Rib songtekst
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i wanna follow the footprints across my lovers 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 breathe at bad times i wanna find these here so-called treasures the pleasures the trinkets the never-ending weekends acknowledging that i'm still just a piece of the sequence but seein these different footprints got me needin to show my WEAKNESS TIMELINES, timezones i cross em with my eyes closed memorize the landmarks and learn the cycles the weather patterns how the seasons affect the east and the west of each region learn 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 required some desire and INITIATIVE take your time to 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 i wanna ride a train up my lovers arm stop off at the brain to hop out and find out whats goin on cut through trees and ride through rocks synchronize the universal sundial to my watch i've seen a lot but not quite as much as her to top it off the memory and the imagination blur but i know she's been put through hell i can feel it and i know she's touched heaven as well tryin to steal it it came on and it taught her a song IT strung her along and it caught her when her guard was gone now to the break of dawn she's tryin to fill what fits and all her family and friends is tryin to seal them lips but i ain't dumb i can HEAR that train come from miles away settin obstacles to stop the arrival i'm gonna blow up that iron and wood road from what i understood those be the ORIFICE of its survival my recital another tantrum because she's highly excitable swinging arms at random no happy endings always off to a bad start addictive VOYEURISTIC to the trackmarts and if i could show you you would never leave it