Horoscopic Amputation Honey – Califone – letras

braid your sins into its maneand kick it to the county lineshake your chains cold and loosethere’s nothing safe in your starsin and out of sleep even with the rise and fallpulled the mattress out the windowlaid out under the smoke ringsand the funnel cloudsshake your stars bring it downsad sad complicationsbuzzing like a worn out fretwe’ll cut our hair and fake our deathsilver harm sugar hands drunken hiveamputated years are growing back a new shade