 |
| The Faint Fasciinatiion Fish In A Womb There’s a slice in my neck It’s been there since before I was born I was breathing like a fish in a womb In a tank full of fluid I did nine months Til the doc, cut me loose My mother was filled with popcorn Soaked in strawberry hill pools Everyday is like the first But with a harder head Everyday is like the first But with a harder head That slice in my neck It’s oozing jelly clear as glass Between my fingers and my thumb It’ll stretch for inches between the bones Everyday is like the first But with a harder head Everyday is like the first But with a harder head |
Videos
|
Add
All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners. All lyrics provided for educational purposes only.
Copyright © 2007-2009 LyricWorld.com, LoiNhac.com
© 2009 lyricworld.com, loinhac.com are two of a family of companies in the LmVN Group.