Pincushion Lyrics
What Are The Lyrics For Pincushion By Every Time I Die? Where the air hangs like the static of a dead end radio I'm waiting with a frozen pulse Crawl into an empty womb, don't raise these dead They've found their God in soil Dry scab silhouette's tell the secrets of sewn mouths My heart is a sore but even charred faces crack smiles Mismanufactured, screaming like some faulty machinery The overwhelming inefficiency of infants Artificer stead me now, you've sewn a machine You've birthed an abortion, the corpse of God is love I'm rotting and I'm not yet dead, I'm the king of worms and I'll have your head Resurrected roadkill, blueprinted skin, I swear, I've never been here before Everyone but me looks like they've seen a ghost All eyes fall on collapsing statues, stop pointing, stop laughing There's nothing to see here, everybody try to relax Everybody please remain calm (I'm not supposed to be here anyway) Divinity doesn't show what the stables hold The scalpel proves my faith when he spits through his words We traitors share our strings, we're suffocating under makeshift skin Pull out the thread, sew on a heart, make peace with dirt
Who Wrote Pincushion By Every Time I Die? Jordan Taylor Buckley, Keith Michael Buckley, Michael Francis Novac, Andrew John Williams
What's The Duration Of The Pincushion By Every Time I Die? The duration of Pincushion is 3:16 minutes and seconds.

Pincushion