Timber Timbre - Obelisk Lyrics
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Obelisk
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What Are The Lyrics For Obelisk By Timber Timbre?
From your chair, my narrative tonight
Is your dickless cousin, brother, father, pet, friend, husband or wife A lavender scent A bone-orchard of hearts seems to surround you As you stare each gift horse straight in the mouth Stare my arrow down I was invited, I was called out to watch you frolic And dance Oh, I buried my head in my hands I buried my heart there in the sand I was cock-blocked, cured, encharmed I was ferociously put upon until it was clear I should not keep on, I'll just creep on creepin' on Yes I will, I'll not keep on I'll just creep on creepin' on Fell out of this station to levitate your bed And move her hair on to my chest Exposing her neck and I tear through Put you into my arms And my stomach dropped as you shifted me off to stop The ectoplasm coiled like a hovering halo of smoke And our beloved invention Is conjured each night in your throat Oh, I buried my head in my hands I buried my heart there in the sand I was cock-blocked, cured, encharmed I was ferociously put upon until it was clear I should not keep on, I'll just creep on creepin' on Yes I will, I'll not keep on I'll just creep on creepin' on Or do I try one more time? No, I'll not keep on I'll just creep on creepin' on |
Who Wrote Obelisk By Timber Timbre?
Mika Posen, Simon Trottie, Taylor Kirk
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What's The Duration Of The Obelisk By Timber Timbre?The duration of Obelisk is 1:53 minutes and seconds. |
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