graace by FLANCH Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Your name, poured out, my mouth, no shame
No voice, I’ll rejoice, by my choice; no pain
Just oil paint, all anointed, all appointed in gold frames
So tame like cocaine over propane with a low flame
Heading down to heaven; I gotta find a new halo
Nothing but bawdy hotties with bodies - gardens and candles, wrought the naughtiest angles, bought a cot and entangled sipping the love of God with the hottest goddess and angles
Just pass the piece - I wanna have a piece of all the masterpieces that the master feeds us
I have Jesus, but I have to please her
So to have releases from the mad decreases
I’m tongue tied until my sun rise but then the
Sun is setting on this son’s set, and I’m betting (that) no time is gonna pass now until I
Pass out into a numb depression
(numb depression, numb depression)
[Verse 2]
(this is) confession of the soul’s election of an old affection; no discretion
And no protection, just hold your breath in and hope for death before the soul’s possession, it’s known oppression, transgression is man’s lesson since adolescence, but
We aren’t sapiens, we have sapience without salience - mental aliens
[Bridge]
This is my fable: in my cradle - the navel of Mother Abeloth
Vows spoken over wine-stained tablecloths
Milking what was made as my anger blazes the chamber walls
Labeled me for death like I’m Cain the day he knocked Abel off
So stay long but you will never go to my weathered soul, cause you’ll face the dark, tapered off by an edible, incredible, complacent heart that really
Plays the part, but the maze is ours, we’re animals with mated parts - just gaze upon our indelible, identical, jaded marks
[Outro]
Were the whole realm of nature mine
That were a present far too small Love so amazing, so divine Demands my soul, my life, my...
Your name, poured out, my mouth, no shame
No voice, I’ll rejoice, by my choice; no pain
Just oil paint, all anointed, all appointed in gold frames
So tame like cocaine over propane with a low flame
Heading down to heaven; I gotta find a new halo
Nothing but bawdy hotties with bodies - gardens and candles, wrought the naughtiest angles, bought a cot and entangled sipping the love of God with the hottest goddess and angles
Just pass the piece - I wanna have a piece of all the masterpieces that the master feeds us
I have Jesus, but I have to please her
So to have releases from the mad decreases
I’m tongue tied until my sun rise but then the
Sun is setting on this son’s set, and I’m betting (that) no time is gonna pass now until I
Pass out into a numb depression
(numb depression, numb depression)
[Verse 2]
(this is) confession of the soul’s election of an old affection; no discretion
And no protection, just hold your breath in and hope for death before the soul’s possession, it’s known oppression, transgression is man’s lesson since adolescence, but
We aren’t sapiens, we have sapience without salience - mental aliens
[Bridge]
This is my fable: in my cradle - the navel of Mother Abeloth
Vows spoken over wine-stained tablecloths
Milking what was made as my anger blazes the chamber walls
Labeled me for death like I’m Cain the day he knocked Abel off
So stay long but you will never go to my weathered soul, cause you’ll face the dark, tapered off by an edible, incredible, complacent heart that really
Plays the part, but the maze is ours, we’re animals with mated parts - just gaze upon our indelible, identical, jaded marks
[Outro]
Were the whole realm of nature mine
That were a present far too small Love so amazing, so divine Demands my soul, my life, my...