Salt Wound Routine-Thirteen Senses

[ti:salt wound routine ] [ar:Tirteen senses] [al:278256] [by:] [offset:0] [00:23.69]Red letters on the dashboard oh what a gift [00:28.81]They pursue us to the deep end and then depart [00:34.85]Watch as the cracks in the wall feel pain [00:40.50]For only patterns on a snake's back give us genuine fear [00:46.36]And I cannot lie faces drop into the fire [00:51.79] [00:52.39]I get by all the time on a shelf above the door [00:58.19]And it shouldn't be clear but it's not for me to decide [01:06.32]It's a delicate degree [01:08.97] [01:12.30]It's a number I can see [01:40.08]Could prison cells be in my brain [01:44.91]For they're safe inside the cover of a dirty face [01:50.95]And everybody finds a college graduate with joy [01:54.37] [01:56.63]While I'm happy just sipping tonic water with lemon and lime [01:59.99] [02:02.50]And I cannot lie faces drop into the fire [02:08.35]I get by all the time on a shelf above the door [02:14.30]And it shouldn't be clear but it's not for me to decide [02:22.59]It's a delicate degree [02:28.46]It's a number I can see [03:13.74]You sit at home up late at night [03:19.48]When it's beginning to arrive [03:24.66]And honestly [03:27.53]I don't see the need for any routines [03:31.90] [03:33.25]I'm all out of sink I cover my cuts [03:39.13]And hope they are fixed before I get hurt again [03:44.90] [04:06.41]And all this ground beneath my feet [04:11.45]Has decided not to crumble into the sea [04:18.15]I walked in a house it smelt of paint [04:23.07]And the ceiling it has no trouble with me