A Brilliant Lie Death Don T Pony Up For Gas Lyrics
Death Don't Pony Up For Gas by A Brilliant Lie
Orange and blue
Crash into white
A phantom skylight
When my hand
Runs over my changing face
Still reeks of the gas from the pump at the last place I go, I go, oh
What I'd give for the words
Oh what I'd give
I know
These flesh filled walls have purpose and strength
And they show
That one needs not a house to be haunted
But I never would have stayed in this grave of a place for so long
Even to
Oh to find
Find her perfect peace oh
Walls that are hard
Walls that are cold
Like the bark of a tree and sharp cut of a breeze
Walls that hold demons with red eyes that gleam through my own
Through my own
Tuning
Their tone
Over
My own
Tuning
Their tone
Over
My own
Of my own
Even to
Oh to find
Find her perfect peace oh
Even to
Oh to find
Find her perfect peace oh
Crash into white
A phantom skylight
When my hand
Runs over my changing face
Still reeks of the gas from the pump at the last place I go, I go, oh
What I'd give for the words
Oh what I'd give
I know
These flesh filled walls have purpose and strength
And they show
That one needs not a house to be haunted
But I never would have stayed in this grave of a place for so long
Even to
Oh to find
Find her perfect peace oh
Walls that are hard
Walls that are cold
Like the bark of a tree and sharp cut of a breeze
Walls that hold demons with red eyes that gleam through my own
Through my own
Tuning
Their tone
Over
My own
Tuning
Their tone
Over
My own
Of my own
Even to
Oh to find
Find her perfect peace oh
Even to
Oh to find
Find her perfect peace oh