Loveslinger by Kodiak (Band) Lyrics
There's branches in my head
Pumping blood through nooses tied to them
I've strung up my heart with everything I've thought
This is the world
Or what I've made of it
I've shot so many holes
In the script
When I came home
My girl was long gone
But soon I heard my siren song
Oh, the things I've seen
Rock and roll
Drag me back
And have your way with me (Drag me back!)
You're curled
In your blanket of dirt
There are bugs in your skin
And it's not becoming
Being fond of the dead
Love haunts me
At night
But it won't come back to bed
Love haunts me
At night
Don't repeat what it said
There's branches in my head
Pumping blood through nooses tied to them I've strung up my Heart with everything I've thought
This is the world
I had to put an end to it
I've shot so many holes in the script
We are innocent
Or so we told ourselves
The whispers in my ears have turned to spells
That dirty love
That you've been guilty of
And where your fingers grip the wrinkled bed sheets
I watch you melt
From lusting roots, grows a hollow tree
Sprouting arms and hands
Between the leaves
Things crawl from their bed and into my dreams
There I turned into
The worst thing you'd seen
I watch you melt
Pumping blood through nooses tied to them
I've strung up my heart with everything I've thought
This is the world
Or what I've made of it
I've shot so many holes
In the script
When I came home
My girl was long gone
But soon I heard my siren song
Oh, the things I've seen
Rock and roll
Drag me back
And have your way with me (Drag me back!)
You're curled
In your blanket of dirt
There are bugs in your skin
And it's not becoming
Being fond of the dead
Love haunts me
At night
But it won't come back to bed
Love haunts me
At night
Don't repeat what it said
There's branches in my head
Pumping blood through nooses tied to them I've strung up my Heart with everything I've thought
This is the world
I had to put an end to it
I've shot so many holes in the script
We are innocent
Or so we told ourselves
The whispers in my ears have turned to spells
That dirty love
That you've been guilty of
And where your fingers grip the wrinkled bed sheets
I watch you melt
From lusting roots, grows a hollow tree
Sprouting arms and hands
Between the leaves
Things crawl from their bed and into my dreams
There I turned into
The worst thing you'd seen
I watch you melt