"The Primitives" lyrics
"The Primitives"
Forget your family son
The face on the clock, your foreign body
The ship is just a frame
Pinpoint eyes, seething decks and pain
You wonder how it should be
You wonder how it should go
Then deny no loathsome thing
Hands beyond hands beyond oblivion swing
Forget your yesterdays son
The face on the clock, your foreign body
The ship is just a frame
Pinpoint eyes, seething decks and pain
Thanks to coldMolly for adding these lyrics.
Writer(s): Mark Lanegan, Randall Jamail
- AZLyrics
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- Mark Lanegan Lyrics
EP:
"Houston Publishing Demos 2002" (2015)
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