Hemetic Seals Lyrics

I cannot pick this poppy that's been planted in this field

So I swallow gulps of wine to feel the slick and lasting finger in my throat

My eyes go dry can't scratch behind them

Without a faint flickering doubt

I'm standing on the rail-road crossing

In a misogynystic bout

Ooooo

Ooooo

Pushing against what

Pushing against blood

It always boils over

Leaving me unsatis-satisfied

I didn't know what to look for

I didn't know what to bring

Why is it always the things I don't know

Why am I hovering on sentiments so

Man beats man

Quarter-ran

And silver white foxes

Set the pieces

Chance beats chance

It's been so nice a day

Man

I didn't play to break your stand

It's just something happenstance

Normal people are the hardest ones

to understand

to understand

I cannot pick this poppy that's been planted in this field

So I swallow gulps of wine to feel the slick and lasting finger in my throat

It all goes numb it trails behind me bread crumbs up the mountain

Until the lookout falls upon me wrongly shaded being moory

And I'll look upon the land

And I'll play an even hand

And I'll play an even hand

Solo

Time is a bubble

Splatters of blood on it's skin

Reflects back a glossy tension

Makes me sick

What's within

But I didn't stand a chance

I didn't stand a chance

I didn't stand a chance

I didn't stand a chance