From the Catbird Seat by Knife In The Water Lyrics

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Find the teeth among the keys and turn them into traffic
The brittle flashbang memories are never photographic

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La la la la la
La la la la la la

Find the rope behind the ribs and tie it to the ceiling
Spark the silverware again to replicate the feeling
A blessing you don't understand, divisions you create
But by the time it dawns on you its gonna be too late

Become the way your parents were when trying to conceive you
Tell your family where you are and no one will believe you
Because the stories that you fabricate for people that you hate
But by the time they're catching on its be too late
And the cartilage unknowing
Solid underneath the skin

Fall out of the catbird seat
To see your house is sinking
A stocking full of rocks and gravel to go upside your finking

'cause all the junk inside your mouth you can't communicate
But by the time you spit it out it's gonna be too late