Афонина Татьяна фотограф Москва
453 3 часа назад

Текст песни Sage Francis - Tree of Knowledge

Sage Francis - Tree of Knowledge слова песни

I`m a construct of your world, deep-rooted, polluted and torturedAbused and altered, I just caught you eves droppingAdam`s rising to pluck the fruit from off the branchreaching out to touch your inner-drivesCut me open and count the rings inside to see how long I`ve been aliveContaining forms of records about the types of storms I`ve weatheredLeave a stump for kids to carve initials as long as I`m rememberedBut lessons go forgotten plus you don`t believe a thingListening to the whispering of my leaves in the windWhen the breezes begin you`re just concerned with flying kitesTill I tangle up your child`s play and get you climbing heightsStill reluctant to hear me out admiring the sitesYou have no idea what it was like being nailed to ChristYou`re swinging from the twigs and limbs that used to hang your siblingsHave respect you selfish self-centered sack of man-made buildingsI was the original pinnacle but now I`m nothing to you but kindlingTickling my inhibitions of naturally attracting childrenWho have a funny idea of what forever isI witnessed the first time lips kissed with stripped innocenceNot too long after that was I supplying shadeFor a man caressing silverbacks trying to get laidMonkeying around and now they`re all dying of A. I. D. SGovernment guerilla tactics? That`s a farce, I bring the plaguesCancer? That`s just icing on the cake, I nurse and feed yaCause you drained me of my sap with taps of perverse procedureI hold your family background right down to the first amoebaWatched you grow from just crustacean to a land mammal, it hurts to leave yaBut I`ve had enough, and it`ll be very relievingJust who do you think supplies the air you`re breathing?Humongous oxygen tanks? As if it`s all freeConstantly wondering where your dogs are at?They`re barking up the wrong treeWanting proof of identification but I existed before fingerprintsCognitive dissonance... I hear chainsaws in the distanceIf a tree falls in the forest and nobody`s there to hear itDoes it make a sound? I`ll go down quietly but you`re feel itStill these sick like thoughts keep eating away at my insideTill I`m nothing but hollowed out hide..The dead tree`s still standing, here comes the hunting-ax of lumberjacksSo I attract like lightning when the thunder cracks, I`m under attackSo I may finally... stop... stumble... relax...

Другие песни Sage Francis:

Sage Francis - Lie Detector Test
17 часов назад 972 (не задано)
Sage Francis - Ground Control
21 час назад 738 (не задано)
Sage Francis - Crumble
7 часов назад 828 (не задано)
Sage Francis - Agony in Her Body
10 часов назад 760 (не задано)
Sage Francis - Sun Vs Moon
5 часов назад 764 (не задано)

Похожие артисты:

wispoz.com © 2007-2026