Tv On The Radio - Young Liars lyrics

My mast ain't so sturdy My head is at half I'm searching the clouds for the score My lady avails herself Of marked down freedom Forever cashed out to no more She put the blam in the blame Bullets bearing the name Of each tigress who's left you a tooth Save the skins for a pelt And the rest for a belt That can't open No nothing Can't open No nothing Young liars Thank you for taking my hands Young liars Oh thank you for taking my hands Well it's cold and it's quiet And cobblestone cold in here f**ing for fear of not wanting To fear again Lonely is all we are Lovely so far But my heart's still a marble In an empty jelly jar Someday suppose that my Curious nervousness Spills into prescience Clairvoyant consciousness I will be calmer than cream Making maps out of your dreams But will psychic ability Clinch the nativity Or simply diminish the flinch Oh young liars Thank you for taking my hands And burying them deep In the world's wet womb Where no one can heed their commands Except young liars Voice string trombone Pull me forward onward To the sea Take my picture Soon all I will be Is my disease Voice string trombone Pull me forward onward To the sea Take my picture Soon all I will be Is my disease