Artist: At the Drive-In
Song: catacombs
Lark throated spit through beaks tonight
These gagging chirps were written in disguise
What's that sound?
Caskets floating
Hey you, did you ever intend to sleep inside my tomb?
Would you ever pretend to kick from inside of this womb
Hey you, did you ever attempt the excavation of these fossils
And in case you haven't noticed, we're already dead, already dead
This gravity is a quadriplegic horse and carriage
This gravity is a quadriplegic horse and carriage
This gravity is a quadriplegic horse and carriage
Pendulum swing through tantrum slits
This scalpel's gaze untamed won't feel romantic
What's that sound?
Caskets floating
In layman's terms sewn by matrimony
Hey you, did you ever intend to
Hey you, would you ever attempt to
Hey you, did you ever attempt to
Hey you
This gravity is a quadriplegic horse and carriage
This gravity is a quadriplegic horse and carriage
What's that sound coming in?
Look at it fly
What's that sound that is coming?
This gravity is a quadriplegic horse and carriage
