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26 Butter Knives lyricsAnnie Van Doran
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Artist: Annie Van Doran lyrics Title: 26 Butter Knives |
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Lyrics to 26 Butter Knives :
Once conned into the underworld
A pulley lowering the birth of man
My savior now, the climbing,
the climbing was conned when fall began
What's left of these leaves of failing wind
An inspiring hole of circle blue
Inaccuracy embodies potent law
Into a cotton mold of surrounding too
[chorus]
They said it
They said it
They said it for them
You read it
You read it
You read it for them
Enslaved to curves in eyes you lay
An opposing equalizing force
Pages read into labeling tools
Pen in hand remind due course
Restriction genes complete recourse
Elimination of instinct
Coattail drugs addiction flaw
Addict, no. New, extinct
[chorus]
No longer being through being
A fish from swords to ring
Hypocrisy through curves of ends
For you, I am listening (For you, I am listening)
Reproduction sane with mouths to fill
I'm doing it, I'm doing it
Wrong is the competing window sill
I'm being it, I'm being it
[chorus]
We died a painful death
From sixty moons of one
Wombs of men were climbing
Where the birthing has begun
[chorus]
A pulley lowering the birth of man
My savior now, the climbing,
the climbing was conned when fall began
What's left of these leaves of failing wind
An inspiring hole of circle blue
Inaccuracy embodies potent law
Into a cotton mold of surrounding too
[chorus]
They said it
They said it
They said it for them
You read it
You read it
You read it for them
Enslaved to curves in eyes you lay
An opposing equalizing force
Pages read into labeling tools
Pen in hand remind due course
Restriction genes complete recourse
Elimination of instinct
Coattail drugs addiction flaw
Addict, no. New, extinct
[chorus]
No longer being through being
A fish from swords to ring
Hypocrisy through curves of ends
For you, I am listening (For you, I am listening)
Reproduction sane with mouths to fill
I'm doing it, I'm doing it
Wrong is the competing window sill
I'm being it, I'm being it
[chorus]
We died a painful death
From sixty moons of one
Wombs of men were climbing
Where the birthing has begun
[chorus]
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