Tangible Heart by My Own Pet Radio Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Fuck all this fake shit, it’s easy, it’s too easy
I’m floating outside to the streets so unguarded
And baring my bones to the curled brass and breezes
I’m edging so close to the sweat on her skin
The weight of her thinking is palpable, edible
I feel it sinking in
To my body, to the depths of my ear
Where it’s stupid and wonderful, quiet like fear
[Chorus]
And I feel my head caving in
Into the warm arms of sin
So cut through the crap with your fin and release me
Through the open doors of your tangible heart
[Verse 2]
Fuck all this fake shit, just switch off and take it
From me, from her hands, from her green shaking body
Is rushing straight forward as she’s riding in
On the free-forming missile of sugar and peanuts
History’s bliss to me, every piece of this bygone belief
Is the syrup I’m breathing in midwife collisions
Fainting in alleys with pending decisions
So lovely and simple to me
[Chorus]
I feel my head caving in
Into the warm arms of sin
Cut through the crap with your fin and release me
Through the open doors of your tangible heart
Silently dropping the pin
Peacefully sleeping in bins
Braiding the hair of your kin will release me
Through the open doors of your tangible heart
Fuck all this fake shit, it’s easy, it’s too easy
I’m floating outside to the streets so unguarded
And baring my bones to the curled brass and breezes
I’m edging so close to the sweat on her skin
The weight of her thinking is palpable, edible
I feel it sinking in
To my body, to the depths of my ear
Where it’s stupid and wonderful, quiet like fear
[Chorus]
And I feel my head caving in
Into the warm arms of sin
So cut through the crap with your fin and release me
Through the open doors of your tangible heart
[Verse 2]
Fuck all this fake shit, just switch off and take it
From me, from her hands, from her green shaking body
Is rushing straight forward as she’s riding in
On the free-forming missile of sugar and peanuts
History’s bliss to me, every piece of this bygone belief
Is the syrup I’m breathing in midwife collisions
Fainting in alleys with pending decisions
So lovely and simple to me
[Chorus]
I feel my head caving in
Into the warm arms of sin
Cut through the crap with your fin and release me
Through the open doors of your tangible heart
Silently dropping the pin
Peacefully sleeping in bins
Braiding the hair of your kin will release me
Through the open doors of your tangible heart