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    Los Campesinos! / Lyrics

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    "Baby I Got The Death Rattle" Lyrics

    Los Campesinos!

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    We burnt all the skin
    From the palm of my hands
    With an old Zippo lighter
    And deodorant can
    I went to the palmist
    And asked her to read
    No heart line,
    No sun line
    No life line,
    No need.
    Said all that I wanted was a quiet life
    Not one predetermined by minuscule slices
    Into my flesh and the broad she agreed
    One look in my sad eyes
    She had to concede

    "Baby... the girdle of Venus got me...
    Got me down on my knees.
    And baby... baby I got the death rattle and
    You're six months old s-shakin' me."

    Traced my right index finger
    'Long the roof of every car
    On the walk back to your house
    In the cold from City Arms
    In the frost I drew a dick
    For every girl that wouldn't f*ck me
    Woke early the next morning to see
    The frost had bitten me

    My blisters black and touch cold
    Like a cute stuffed toy bear's nose
    The kind of gift I'd give you
    Like a less committed Van Gogh

    And you, you are an angel
    That's why you pray
    And I am an ass
    And that's why I bray

    Your halo slipped to frame you
    Like a photo, a porthole window
    I see blood spill in the pure snow
    You see sweet sauce on ice-cream cones

    And you, you are an angel
    That's why you pray
    And I am an ass
    And that's why I bray
    If you were tomorrow
    I'd be today
    And this is the end...

    (I'm serious, so listen)

    Baby I got the death rattle
    And baby I got it bad
    I've been digging my grave
    For quite some time
    When I'm not digging up the past
    And I chewed my only necktie
    From the metal frame of my bed
    Where I tied your wrists together
    Spent all night givin'
    (Oh, you get the message)

    Not headstone
    But headboard
    Is where I want to be mourned
    This song was submitted on January 9th, 2012 and last modified on January 6th, 2013.
    Thanks to Snap for the contribution to this song.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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