A porcupine
Crawling out from inside of your mind
Like you growing a crown of thorns
But you're no messiah
You think more like a spider
'cause guilty hearts beat upside down
Silver hubcaps replcaed your eyes
As you went spinning on a daydream down
Forgiving the road every inch for miles
If your tyres survive
You know your heart will explode
And if this song was a sponge
Soaked in your blood
Well then I guess the story would be told
A fateful day
You became a spider
As I fed you blood from my nose
Now you're just like me
1 | In the sun |
2 | Honey and the Moon |
3 | Coast Of High Barbary |
4 | Invisible Hands |
5 | History |
6 | Stumble And Pain |
7 | You're so true |
8 | Temporary People |
9 | Hold On Dear |
10 | September Baby |