LRC歌词下载 歌名：Hollow Hollered
歌手：Subtle
专辑：Exiting Arm
制作：蜗牛快跑
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Hollow Hollered - Subtle
Your blood owns no bones,
With mailmen in your home
Holding a knife to your poems
To hollow all you’re sown
And holler ‘goner, you’re owned.’
Your blood owns no bones,
With mailmen in your home
Holding a knife to your poems
To hollow all you’re sown
And holler ‘goner, you’re owned.’
And supposing you was meant
to be bent born some sort of law man,
With the poise of an intellectual
and hunch of a clerk,
And disposition of a saint
And they’d say,
“he is always with cancel eye and ever correct’
And knowing that
Are you less
In the ever so complicated endeavor of a human death
There are only two species set to death on earth
The creature of choice
There are only two species set to death on earth...
There are only two species set to death on earth...
There are only two species set to death on earth...
Are you?
And supposing you was meant to be bent sole keeper
Of the kilometer-long list of things certain to be so.
The human plight right there in 1’s and 0’s.
And he who knows all that’s owed
You’d think would be considerably more fearless,
Unless, of course, he feels this
Heat of something coming to adjust his
Eminence accordingly
To go on stealing poems,
From the homed armed with only a key comb
Letter opener carved from bone wish,
With which to pick
The simple levers of locks
To fly things well beyond the sky of your clock.
Your blood owns no bones,
With mailmen in your home
Holding a knife to your poems
To hollow all you’re sown
And holler ‘goner, you’re owned.’
Your blood owns no bones,
With mailmen in your home
Holding a knife to your poems
To hollow all you’re sown
And holler ‘goner, you’re owned.’
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