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Artiste: Tigers on Trains
Titre: Just Be Glad That No One Saw You

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All the bones in my back
Start to rally up against me
And my veins tighten up
And constrict like snakes

In the choir you stand
Start to read from the Qur'an
I can do my part
I am not a man

So I kneel down
In the fireplace
So the ashes
Can clean my face

But I don't know
What suffering is
But I'd find that out
If it would clear your sins

If you froze to death
I would lay you on the table
And I would fix you up
With metal parts

And I would sew you shut
With the strings from your mother's harp
And I would run you down
Just to test your heart

So I lie down
For a month at a time
Let the moss grow
On my northern side

And I shake it off
Every time you're near
But there's just no point
You can see me clear
No more

So I'll change my shape
Into that of Dionysus
And I will tie you up
With screeching vines

And I will take you down
To the coastline where I'll feed you
To the great white whale
That haunts your mind

And he will spit you out
And you'll be a different person
With your serpent soul
All rearranged

So what's done is done
Just be glad that no one saw you
When you disappear
Into desert air