[00:00.00]Salt Wound Routine - Thirteen Senses - Various Artists
[00:06.84]Red letters on the dashboard oh what a GAP
[00:11.82]They pursue us to the deep end and then depart
[00:18.06]Watch as the cracks in the wall feel pain
[00:23.38]For only patterns on a snake's
[00:25.41]Back give us genuine fear
[00:29.32]And I cannot lie faces drop into the fire
[00:35.20]I get by all the time on a shelf above the door
[00:41.00]And it shouldn't be clear
[00:43.25]But it's not for me to decide
[00:49.46]It's a delicate degree
[00:55.41]It's a number I can see
[01:11.28]Could prison cells be in my brain
[01:16.20]For they're safe inside the cover of a dirty face
[01:22.19]And everybody finds a college graduate with joy
[01:27.73]While I'm happy just sipping
[01:29.53]Tonic water with lemon and lime
[01:33.63]And I cannot lie faces drop into the fire
[01:39.60]I get by all the time on a shelf above the door
[01:45.28]And it shouldn't be clear
[01:47.96]But it's not for me to decide
[01:54.08]It's a delicate degree
[01:59.71]It's a number I can see
[02:44.90]You sit at home up late at night
[02:50.69]When it's beginning to arrive
[02:55.84]And honestly
[02:58.66]I don't see the need for any routines
[03:04.17]I'm all out of sync I cover my cuts
[03:10.20]And hope they are fixed
[03:12.98]Before I get hurt again
[03:37.86]I walked in a house it smelt of paint
[03:42.47]And the ceiling it has no trouble with me