"Untitled" lyrics

"Untitled"

Faces align resulting a coupling the marriage
Of which is spoken of still in the skeleton mills
Where the naked hand out cigarettes to the mad
Who then pick up their phones
And ask for help for to speak is to see is to crawl is walk
For to speak is to see is to crawl is to walk
Amongst the glass shardlings
Amongst the fearless offerings of bluntness
For to speak is to see is to crawl is to walk
Is to reveal that which was buried
That which is eternal that which is you
That which is us

I the wearer of the shoe
Yours uncomfortably touched
Like a spider recoiling from an ill-timed tissue swipe
By the willful man of the hour
Your face is covered in flour
Your face is covered in paste
All your teeth are falling out in your dreams
Only to explode upon impact with the earth
Lighting fires in the eye sockets of giants
Who at once inspired set off to redecorate the earth
Thank you for your curiosity
I'll piss on your enemies
And clean out all of your gutters
For I too am a baby
I too seek appraisal
I too walk with a limp
I too seek nourishment
I too belong to everyone at the same time

I too am a baby
I too look for approval
I too walk with a limp
I too seek nourishments
I too belong to everyone at the same time

What do you think of that
When you drop the irony
What do you think of that
When you lose all your irony
What do you think of that?

I too belong to everyone at the same time


Writer(s): David Keenan
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