I'm an incision
The kind that glistens
And not to mention we appeal
When we've healed
I'm an incision, just an incision
I've got polaroid value
In a celluloid way
With twelve hard years of currency
And they trade it all
For the current scene
I'm an incision
The kind that glistens
Polaroid value
Celluloid way
This air condition
Is on intermission
We're burning on the border
Like they said that we would
I'm an incision, just an incision
The kind that glistens
And we appeal when we've healed
Burning on the borders like they said that we would
With twelve hard years of currency
And they trade it all for the current scene
Blue tagged, blue tagged and incomplete
Burning on the borders like they said that we would
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:45.33]I'm an incision
[00:46.71]The kind that glistens
[00:48.09]And not to mention we appeal
[00:49.68]When we've healed
[00:50.85]I'm an incision, just an incision
[00:53.01]I've got polaroid value
[00:54.45]In a celluloid way
[00:57.66]With twelve hard years of currency
[01:03.18]And they trade it all
[01:04.68]For the current scene
[01:11.04]I'm an incision
[01:12.42]The kind that glistens
[01:13.98]Polaroid value
[01:14.97]Celluloid way
[01:16.50]This air condition
[01:17.88]Is on intermission
[01:18.87]We're burning on the border
[01:20.04]Like they said that we would
[01:21.84]I'm an incision, just an incision
[01:24.57]The kind that glistens
[01:25.53]And we appeal when we've healed
[01:27.48]Burning on the borders like they said that we would
[01:34.11]With twelve hard years of currency
[01:39.48]And they trade it all for the current scene
[02:24.51]Blue tagged, blue tagged and incomplete
[02:29.76]Burning on the borders like they said that we would
I'm an incision
The kind that glistens
And not to mention we appeal
When we've healed
I'm an incision, just an incision
I've got polaroid value
In a celluloid way
With twelve hard years of currency
And they trade it all
For the current scene
I'm an incision
The kind that glistens
Polaroid value
Celluloid way
This air condition
Is on intermission
We're burning on the border
Like they said that we would
I'm an incision, just an incision
The kind that glistens
And we appeal when we've healed
Burning on the borders like they said that we would
With twelve hard years of currency
And they trade it all for the current scene
Blue tagged, blue tagged and incomplete
Burning on the borders like they said that we would
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:45.33]I'm an incision
[00:46.71]The kind that glistens
[00:48.09]And not to mention we appeal
[00:49.68]When we've healed
[00:50.85]I'm an incision, just an incision
[00:53.01]I've got polaroid value
[00:54.45]In a celluloid way
[00:57.66]With twelve hard years of currency
[01:03.18]And they trade it all
[01:04.68]For the current scene
[01:11.04]I'm an incision
[01:12.42]The kind that glistens
[01:13.98]Polaroid value
[01:14.97]Celluloid way
[01:16.50]This air condition
[01:17.88]Is on intermission
[01:18.87]We're burning on the border
[01:20.04]Like they said that we would
[01:21.84]I'm an incision, just an incision
[01:24.57]The kind that glistens
[01:25.53]And we appeal when we've healed
[01:27.48]Burning on the borders like they said that we would
[01:34.11]With twelve hard years of currency
[01:39.48]And they trade it all for the current scene
[02:24.51]Blue tagged, blue tagged and incomplete
[02:29.76]Burning on the borders like they said that we would
strike this match and let loose the oven's breath up the volume that flirts with the
UHF swipe the magnet on the audio tape these arsons of grand lar...
Of fences with switches
Turn them on
The moats of your homes
Poured salt on
These slugs
Mugshot fatigue
Shimmering
Pacemaker pace yourself
You were sl...
Autonomous machete for hands
Warden and judge hide behind masks
Small rationing
Exhumed the rhetoric of
Break the weak in single file
Push becomes sh...
So we saw,
The stitch and thread,
With no down payments.
Our neighbors see it through their own eyes.
The others hear the story through the grapevine....
Please lift the weight out of this it takes the weight out of living
Are we just infants that are ripe for the training?
Suction cup the numb arms of ...
You keep telling me
This voltage hurts just a little
In the thickness of the van
Concealing all the thoughts
We hid and laughed forever
Repelling esse...
Racing toward the fever, salted stains in the shape of continents
Sitting shotgun in his walk
The wish is father to the thought
He says tonight will b...
In a river, the color of lead
Emerged the baby's head
Wrap her up in the news of the world
Dump her on a doorstep, girl
And i will never sleep again
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