Chokebore Every Move A Picture
She spoke to me in rhythms, every move a picture.
I notice things that no one wants to see. I could hardly
stand to listen. She's shimmering like an eardrum.
I'm seeing things that no one wants to see. I'll leave
you, I'll leave you, that's alright, just more time for
me. You want to know my predictions?
Dark blue right up through you.
I'm seeing things that no one wants to see. The infamy
precedes me, it's shimmering like an eardrum.
I notice things that no one wants to see. I'll leave you,
I'll leave you, that's alright, just more time for me.
