Mike Doughty
Mike Doughty - Rising Sign songtekst
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With the answers in the fluid in the stem of the spine In the black-coffee bowl of your eye Why do you overestimate the size of the lie? I've seen The dangers of Your rising sign But I swear Id like To drink the fuel straight from your lighter It's all inside the wrist, it's All inside the way you time it I resent the way you make me like myself My nerves jump Like a boiling pan Like a skillet full of oil spits, Rattling on the burner When I stumble onto the thought Of the match you lit and dropped and set the Dial to slow yearn Can I spell it out? Should i spell it out?