Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Laughing With A Mouth Of Blood.

Just like an amnesiac
Trying to get my senses back
(Oh, where did they go?)

Laughing with a mouth of blood
From a little spill I took
(Oh, what are you laughing at?)

See I trade in my plot of land
For a plane to anywhere
(Oh, where do you go?)

And I can't see the future
But I know its got big plans for me
(Oh what does it see?)

All of my old friends aren't so friendly
All of my old haunts are now all haunting me

Holed up at the motel
With the televangelist (Oh what did he say?)

At the bottom of the swimming pool
With all the water out of it
(How'd you get in there?)

If it's any consolation prize
It's to my next of kin

I can't see the future
But I know it's watching me

All of my old friends aren't so friendly
All of my old haunts are now all haunting me

Tell my sister that I miss her
Tell my brother that it gets much easier

All of my old friends aren't so friendly
And all of my old haunts are now all haunting me


Laughing With A Mouth Of Blood - St. Vincent

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