"Chondromalcia Patella" lyrics
Losing grip
Another drip
A new cold
Air passing through a new hole on the white rocks of the pink mould
Air passing through a new hole on the white rocks of the pink mould
No strength left
To pull the cord
Of the morning bell
A million diamonds sing inside an empty shell
Always crashing, screaming
Relentlessly bashing
Incessant, repulsive, backtracking hypotheses
Seldom finished
The beasts of the nighttime
Canfrenkin borentis a sotzkee, potzkee borree
My fingertips folding, deep in their tunnels black creatures make nests no needle can rupture
My fingertips folding, deep in their tunnels black creatures make nests no needle can rupture
Another drip
A new cold
Air passing through a new hole on the white rocks of the pink mould
Air passing through a new hole on the white rocks of the pink mould
No strength left
To pull the cord
Of the morning bell
A million diamonds sing inside an empty shell
Always crashing, screaming
Relentlessly bashing
Incessant, repulsive, backtracking hypotheses
Seldom finished
The beasts of the nighttime
Canfrenkin borentis a sotzkee, potzkee borree
My fingertips folding, deep in their tunnels black creatures make nests no needle can rupture
My fingertips folding, deep in their tunnels black creatures make nests no needle can rupture
Writer(s): Matthew Anthony Kwasniwski-kelvin, Morgan Simpson, Cameron Overeynder, Geordie Greep
