The man in me's talking in metaphors
But the child's utterance is literal, and real
And from my tongue, these venomous spores
Not microbiology - just another analogy!
And they burn from my tongue to your eardrums
They emit so liberally
And reproduce without prejudice
Infecting this once fertile ground
Rage is a harboured contraband
Disguised in words of regret
And words betray a buried history
But not literally...
Words aren't tactile like that!
And they burn from my tongue to your eardrums
They emit so liberally
And reproduce without prejudice
Infecting this once fertile ground
And they burn from my tongue to your eardrum
Or wherever the f*ck they land
Suichu 水中 - Spores Lyrics
Suichu 水中 - Spores Lyrics
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The man in me's talking in metaphors
But the child's utterance is literal, and real
And from my tongue, these venomous spores
Not microbiology - just another analogy!
And they burn from my tongue to your eardrums
They emit so liberally
And reproduce without prejudice
Infecting this once fertile ground
Rage is a harboured contraband
Disguised in words of regret
And words betray a buried history
But not literally...
Words aren't tactile like that!
And they burn from my tongue to your eardrums
They emit so liberally
And reproduce without prejudice
Infecting this once fertile ground
And they burn from my tongue to your eardrum
Or wherever the f*ck they land
But the child's utterance is literal, and real
And from my tongue, these venomous spores
Not microbiology - just another analogy!
And they burn from my tongue to your eardrums
They emit so liberally
And reproduce without prejudice
Infecting this once fertile ground
Rage is a harboured contraband
Disguised in words of regret
And words betray a buried history
But not literally...
Words aren't tactile like that!
And they burn from my tongue to your eardrums
They emit so liberally
And reproduce without prejudice
Infecting this once fertile ground
And they burn from my tongue to your eardrum
Or wherever the f*ck they land
Writer: Timothy Buckingham
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