At The Drive-in - Ursa Minor lyrics

Does it hurt you when you breathe? Stink around the wallet itch A towel was thrown between the ropes Sweat inside your eyelids It exorcised the fire from the sky (Snakecharmer, make them dance again) It exorcised the fire from the sky (Make them itch in kerosene dance) Prepare your sleep apparatus Autopsy performed on probable cause While you sleep They will come and get you tonight (So I guess this is goodnight) Skip with elbowed sobs Your palms were soaking wet Parched in the stupor Elbowed, teach the tutor Peel the scabs Incognito with wounds This anecdote fountain Won't dry too soon Five hundred times "I must not talk out of turn." No vents opened But all settlements new A second native For deserved growth Permission to land All systems go Propeller snapped Decapitated while you slept Upon your pillow Inertia kisses those around me