The Commercial Nude
🎵 1829 characters
⏱️ 10:55 duration
🆔 ID: 3280759
📜 Lyrics
My body constitutes my mother's body
Our flesh on a screen
Decorated in the robes of a commercial mythology
Our postures are a monument realized in marble
I'm the object of interest and I can't speak
'Cause my lips are sewn shut
Reject the sensation
There's no longer a point in it
Spread my legs wide
Ash will seek ash
My holy host to yours
Stand between the sun and me
All else is peripheral
Upon my knees, your hands across my face
I am where I need to bе
In the air, an ambassador of hyperbole
Somеhow bends us both into a functional display of love
Now, now
The idiots lay naked
Embracing the commercial nude
All too casual a gesture
Time held stiff within each moment
No matter which direction I walk
I will hit ocean and find an end
That's my only contribution
To surrender any implication that I have any understanding
All too casual a gesture
And the sun explodes anonymously
And when it does, what would have changed?
All too casual a gesture
All too casually the whole world bends
At a geometry of homage for you
Make horses see scorpions
Make horses see scorpions
Tear all these walls down
What am I now if not my failures?
Press them onto wax
They are yours now
They are yours
In an act of courtesy on your behalf
You place a hand upon me
You place your hand over my eyes
And read the braille of my quivers
And now you have rearranged me as you please
In a bronze posture of confession
And you've hung a bruise on the ray of sunshine
That shakes us both awake in the morning
How good it must feel to sit upon that throne
As the rest of us dream of washing your flesh
Somewhere, I know, you are carving my name into a stone
A recording, a ticking time bomb
As I try
I will try
I will try
I will try
I will try to forget this
I will try
I am nothing if I am not on my knees
I am nothing if I am not on my knees
Our flesh on a screen
Decorated in the robes of a commercial mythology
Our postures are a monument realized in marble
I'm the object of interest and I can't speak
'Cause my lips are sewn shut
Reject the sensation
There's no longer a point in it
Spread my legs wide
Ash will seek ash
My holy host to yours
Stand between the sun and me
All else is peripheral
Upon my knees, your hands across my face
I am where I need to bе
In the air, an ambassador of hyperbole
Somеhow bends us both into a functional display of love
Now, now
The idiots lay naked
Embracing the commercial nude
All too casual a gesture
Time held stiff within each moment
No matter which direction I walk
I will hit ocean and find an end
That's my only contribution
To surrender any implication that I have any understanding
All too casual a gesture
And the sun explodes anonymously
And when it does, what would have changed?
All too casual a gesture
All too casually the whole world bends
At a geometry of homage for you
Make horses see scorpions
Make horses see scorpions
Tear all these walls down
What am I now if not my failures?
Press them onto wax
They are yours now
They are yours
In an act of courtesy on your behalf
You place a hand upon me
You place your hand over my eyes
And read the braille of my quivers
And now you have rearranged me as you please
In a bronze posture of confession
And you've hung a bruise on the ray of sunshine
That shakes us both awake in the morning
How good it must feel to sit upon that throne
As the rest of us dream of washing your flesh
Somewhere, I know, you are carving my name into a stone
A recording, a ticking time bomb
As I try
I will try
I will try
I will try
I will try to forget this
I will try
I am nothing if I am not on my knees
I am nothing if I am not on my knees
⏱️ Synced Lyrics
[01:40.31] My body constitutes my mother's body
[01:47.79] Our flesh on a screen
[01:51.21] Decorated in the robes of a commercial mythology
[02:01.52] Our postures are a monument realized in marble
[02:12.31] I'm the object of interest and I can't speak
[02:19.63] 'Cause my lips are sewn shut
[02:24.05] Reject the sensation
[02:27.90] There's no longer a point in it
[02:35.13] Spread my legs wide
[02:37.52] Ash will seek ash
[02:40.55] My holy host to yours
[02:44.92] Stand between the sun and me
[02:49.76] All else is peripheral
[02:54.90] Upon my knees, your hands across my face
[03:02.99] I am where I need to bе
[03:07.95] In the air, an ambassador of hyperbole
[03:16.98] Somеhow bends us both into a functional display of love
[03:28.69] Now, now
[03:31.25] The idiots lay naked
[03:35.24] Embracing the commercial nude
[03:41.31]
[04:05.94] All too casual a gesture
[04:14.94] Time held stiff within each moment
[04:17.84] No matter which direction I walk
[04:22.98] I will hit ocean and find an end
[04:27.94] That's my only contribution
[04:32.81] To surrender any implication that I have any understanding
[04:40.57] All too casual a gesture
[04:45.73] And the sun explodes anonymously
[04:48.72] And when it does, what would have changed?
[04:56.94] All too casual a gesture
[05:07.76] All too casually the whole world bends
[05:19.78] At a geometry of homage for you
[05:34.29] Make horses see scorpions
[05:40.38] Make horses see scorpions
[05:46.02] Tear all these walls down
[05:50.22] What am I now if not my failures?
[05:58.61]
[06:09.08] Press them onto wax
[06:15.58] They are yours now
[06:29.90] They are yours
[06:49.30] In an act of courtesy on your behalf
[06:57.96]
[08:42.26] You place a hand upon me
[08:47.93] You place your hand over my eyes
[08:55.16] And read the braille of my quivers
[09:00.51]
[09:03.02] And now you have rearranged me as you please
[09:10.05] In a bronze posture of confession
[09:14.46] And you've hung a bruise on the ray of sunshine
[09:21.88] That shakes us both awake in the morning
[09:29.27] How good it must feel to sit upon that throne
[09:34.87] As the rest of us dream of washing your flesh
[09:42.28]
[09:45.07] Somewhere, I know, you are carving my name into a stone
[09:51.56] A recording, a ticking time bomb
[09:55.03] As I try
[09:56.51] I will try
[09:57.76] I will try
[09:59.74] I will try
[10:01.38] I will try to forget this
[10:06.15] I will try
[10:09.78]
[10:13.19] I am nothing if I am not on my knees
[10:18.82] I am nothing if I am not on my knees
[10:21.57]
[01:47.79] Our flesh on a screen
[01:51.21] Decorated in the robes of a commercial mythology
[02:01.52] Our postures are a monument realized in marble
[02:12.31] I'm the object of interest and I can't speak
[02:19.63] 'Cause my lips are sewn shut
[02:24.05] Reject the sensation
[02:27.90] There's no longer a point in it
[02:35.13] Spread my legs wide
[02:37.52] Ash will seek ash
[02:40.55] My holy host to yours
[02:44.92] Stand between the sun and me
[02:49.76] All else is peripheral
[02:54.90] Upon my knees, your hands across my face
[03:02.99] I am where I need to bе
[03:07.95] In the air, an ambassador of hyperbole
[03:16.98] Somеhow bends us both into a functional display of love
[03:28.69] Now, now
[03:31.25] The idiots lay naked
[03:35.24] Embracing the commercial nude
[03:41.31]
[04:05.94] All too casual a gesture
[04:14.94] Time held stiff within each moment
[04:17.84] No matter which direction I walk
[04:22.98] I will hit ocean and find an end
[04:27.94] That's my only contribution
[04:32.81] To surrender any implication that I have any understanding
[04:40.57] All too casual a gesture
[04:45.73] And the sun explodes anonymously
[04:48.72] And when it does, what would have changed?
[04:56.94] All too casual a gesture
[05:07.76] All too casually the whole world bends
[05:19.78] At a geometry of homage for you
[05:34.29] Make horses see scorpions
[05:40.38] Make horses see scorpions
[05:46.02] Tear all these walls down
[05:50.22] What am I now if not my failures?
[05:58.61]
[06:09.08] Press them onto wax
[06:15.58] They are yours now
[06:29.90] They are yours
[06:49.30] In an act of courtesy on your behalf
[06:57.96]
[08:42.26] You place a hand upon me
[08:47.93] You place your hand over my eyes
[08:55.16] And read the braille of my quivers
[09:00.51]
[09:03.02] And now you have rearranged me as you please
[09:10.05] In a bronze posture of confession
[09:14.46] And you've hung a bruise on the ray of sunshine
[09:21.88] That shakes us both awake in the morning
[09:29.27] How good it must feel to sit upon that throne
[09:34.87] As the rest of us dream of washing your flesh
[09:42.28]
[09:45.07] Somewhere, I know, you are carving my name into a stone
[09:51.56] A recording, a ticking time bomb
[09:55.03] As I try
[09:56.51] I will try
[09:57.76] I will try
[09:59.74] I will try
[10:01.38] I will try to forget this
[10:06.15] I will try
[10:09.78]
[10:13.19] I am nothing if I am not on my knees
[10:18.82] I am nothing if I am not on my knees
[10:21.57]