Themselves - Terror Fabulous lyrics

[Intro]: Of recent events Certain things have come to light John Wolf you are no Robin [Verses]: The way I play Boy and the dark bag For my belongings And for the dark bag shines A modest proposal on bones Elapsing towards a running mirror's Open mouth Or At the swallowed Black version of a hotelroom Bent inside the off trap Of it's bowed out T.V. screen… The bag allows Animates again And extracts its silvered still This time A kicked over cactus Full with Raven's eggs, dried bees And a cherry on top Backed by gray sky And ball pit stretching Off into the distance It has become dead cat clear I strap no gat To bring the sun back Casting hats with all my heart at gravity Its become muscle cat clear A staunch near to the knuckle Today i caught the mirror stalling It cast me with a blurr face Like that of suspects Being led in custody to questioning Will you constantly ring A small gold bell with the pulled blade Of a tea spoon for the rest of your life … Even from the pretty pith of your turned around eye I think one ears gone rotten And the other's clogged with your spilt seed and Loosed marrow in a crust Caught On occasion cold eyed Selling discs to the squares Putout and mirror only While the tree's ring Reading off pills While the sun runs fauna To the all time tic of 100 million years in insect kingdom Over and mirror only While the trees ring