Phantom Limb
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โฑ๏ธ 4:48 duration
๐ ID: 681341
๐ Lyrics
Frozen into coats
White girls of the north
Filed past one, five and one
They are the fabled lambs
A Sunday ham
The ancient snow
And they could float above the grass
In circles if they tried
A latent power I'm known to hide
To keep some hope alive
That a girl like I could ever try
Could ever try
So we just skirt the hallway signs
A phantom and a fly
Follow the lines and wonder why
There's no connection
And weakened falling eyes
In cheap shots from the tribe
And we're off to Nemarca' porch again
Another afternoon
Of the goat-head tunes and pilfered booze
We wander through her Momma's house
The milk from the window lights
Family portrait, circa '95
This is that foreign land
With the sprayed-on tans
And it all feels fine
Be it silk or slime
So, when they tap our Monday heads
Two zombies walk in our stead
This town seems hardly worth our time
And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme
Too far along in our crime
Stepping over what now towers to the sky
With no connection
So, when they tap our Sunday heads
Two zombie walk in our stead
This town seems hardly worth the time
And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme
Too far along in our crime
Stepping over what now towers to the sky
With no connection
White girls of the north
Filed past one, five and one
They are the fabled lambs
A Sunday ham
The ancient snow
And they could float above the grass
In circles if they tried
A latent power I'm known to hide
To keep some hope alive
That a girl like I could ever try
Could ever try
So we just skirt the hallway signs
A phantom and a fly
Follow the lines and wonder why
There's no connection
And weakened falling eyes
In cheap shots from the tribe
And we're off to Nemarca' porch again
Another afternoon
Of the goat-head tunes and pilfered booze
We wander through her Momma's house
The milk from the window lights
Family portrait, circa '95
This is that foreign land
With the sprayed-on tans
And it all feels fine
Be it silk or slime
So, when they tap our Monday heads
Two zombies walk in our stead
This town seems hardly worth our time
And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme
Too far along in our crime
Stepping over what now towers to the sky
With no connection
So, when they tap our Sunday heads
Two zombie walk in our stead
This town seems hardly worth the time
And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme
Too far along in our crime
Stepping over what now towers to the sky
With no connection
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:03.37] Frozen into coats
[00:06.81] White girls of the north
[00:11.77] Filed past one, five and one
[00:15.63] They are the fabled lambs
[00:19.48] A Sunday ham
[00:20.88] The ancient snow
[00:23.31] And they could float above the grass
[00:28.33] In circles if they tried
[00:30.76] A latent power I'm known to hide
[00:36.79] To keep some hope alive
[00:38.86] That a girl like I could ever try
[00:43.01] Could ever try
[00:48.94] So we just skirt the hallway signs
[00:53.73] A phantom and a fly
[00:56.20] Follow the lines and wonder why
[01:03.71] There's no connection
[01:05.00] And weakened falling eyes
[01:07.59] In cheap shots from the tribe
[01:13.01] And we're off to Nemarca' porch again
[01:18.42] Another afternoon
[01:21.02] Of the goat-head tunes and pilfered booze
[01:27.05] We wander through her Momma's house
[01:29.95] The milk from the window lights
[01:32.40] Family portrait, circa '95
[01:38.69] This is that foreign land
[01:41.34] With the sprayed-on tans
[01:42.76] And it all feels fine
[01:45.84] Be it silk or slime
[01:50.76] So, when they tap our Monday heads
[01:55.64] Two zombies walk in our stead
[01:58.70] This town seems hardly worth our time
[02:06.57] And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme
[02:12.23] Too far along in our crime
[02:15.05] Stepping over what now towers to the sky
[02:21.12] With no connection
[02:55.15] So, when they tap our Sunday heads
[02:59.55] Two zombie walk in our stead
[03:02.65] This town seems hardly worth the time
[03:10.38] And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme
[03:15.88] Too far along in our crime
[03:18.48] Stepping over what now towers to the sky
[03:25.76] With no connection
[00:06.81] White girls of the north
[00:11.77] Filed past one, five and one
[00:15.63] They are the fabled lambs
[00:19.48] A Sunday ham
[00:20.88] The ancient snow
[00:23.31] And they could float above the grass
[00:28.33] In circles if they tried
[00:30.76] A latent power I'm known to hide
[00:36.79] To keep some hope alive
[00:38.86] That a girl like I could ever try
[00:43.01] Could ever try
[00:48.94] So we just skirt the hallway signs
[00:53.73] A phantom and a fly
[00:56.20] Follow the lines and wonder why
[01:03.71] There's no connection
[01:05.00] And weakened falling eyes
[01:07.59] In cheap shots from the tribe
[01:13.01] And we're off to Nemarca' porch again
[01:18.42] Another afternoon
[01:21.02] Of the goat-head tunes and pilfered booze
[01:27.05] We wander through her Momma's house
[01:29.95] The milk from the window lights
[01:32.40] Family portrait, circa '95
[01:38.69] This is that foreign land
[01:41.34] With the sprayed-on tans
[01:42.76] And it all feels fine
[01:45.84] Be it silk or slime
[01:50.76] So, when they tap our Monday heads
[01:55.64] Two zombies walk in our stead
[01:58.70] This town seems hardly worth our time
[02:06.57] And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme
[02:12.23] Too far along in our crime
[02:15.05] Stepping over what now towers to the sky
[02:21.12] With no connection
[02:55.15] So, when they tap our Sunday heads
[02:59.55] Two zombie walk in our stead
[03:02.65] This town seems hardly worth the time
[03:10.38] And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme
[03:15.88] Too far along in our crime
[03:18.48] Stepping over what now towers to the sky
[03:25.76] With no connection