Little Red Lung - Strangling Tree текст песни

Marble jaw, strangling tree
Palms wet, red teeth
You touch down like trouble
Rolling in on four feet
Blurry eyed and double vision
Laughing in the dead heat
Shrieking bell, hanging rope
Waist side, high hopes
Your legs flew like ribbons
Tied you to a deep rock
Their beaks hover 'round us Waiting for the big drop