Thee Oh Sees
Stinking Cloud
Pounce it heavy with a notion that you are the oneBreak up bunches of my time, undo crippling tediumBut it's dead, dead, dead to the top of its headBut it's dead, dead, dead to the top of its headTake your time and defrost your mind you're wounded and bloodyBurning brightly and unsightly, an homage to human kindBut we're dead, dead, dead as I've already saidDead, dead, dead as I've already saidConstant struggle confused and muddled, that's what life can beWalk in lightly, leave like lightning, find love along the wayThen you're dead, dead, finally lay down your headThen you're dead, dead, finally lay down your head.
From Letras Mania