Amanda Shires - Deep Dark Below lyrics
[Amanda Shires - Deep Dark Below lyrics]
Most of the shingles are gone
There's a couple still hanging on
Like an old man's tooth the
With the weeds and the limbs
And the broken glass and other people's trash
The windows are all busted out
You can slip your way carefully in
Even stay inside the tape
And lay inside the shape of her chalk outline
Monster are men that the devil gets in
And even he gets so bored sometimes
Climbs from his hole, the deep dark below
To entertain himself awhile
To entertain himself awhile
He puts on the body and clothes
Of someone you think you know
And you step into those hands
Like a horse in quicksand
You find yourself screaming your
Way to the end
That's what happened to Alicia
She was dancing wild tilting from the wine
Dark hair in diamond shine
Lonely and bruised getting over being used
It's usually the weak ones he finds
It's usually the weak ones he finds
He wanted her beauty that's all he was after
Oh he'd never seen hips and legs
And skin or arms like hers
And she was dying for some company
They found her some days later
Undone and scattered and right beside her
A straight-blade sledgehammer
I heard he plays a mean fiddle
And his bow's made of bones
And it sounds like your deepest desire
Lonely and bruised getting over being used
It's usually the weak ones he finds
It's usually the weak ones he finds
There's a couple still hanging on
Like an old man's tooth the
With the weeds and the limbs
And the broken glass and other people's trash
The windows are all busted out
You can slip your way carefully in
Even stay inside the tape
And lay inside the shape of her chalk outline
Monster are men that the devil gets in
And even he gets so bored sometimes
Climbs from his hole, the deep dark below
To entertain himself awhile
To entertain himself awhile
He puts on the body and clothes
Of someone you think you know
And you step into those hands
Like a horse in quicksand
You find yourself screaming your
Way to the end
That's what happened to Alicia
She was dancing wild tilting from the wine
Dark hair in diamond shine
Lonely and bruised getting over being used
It's usually the weak ones he finds
It's usually the weak ones he finds
He wanted her beauty that's all he was after
Oh he'd never seen hips and legs
And skin or arms like hers
And she was dying for some company
They found her some days later
Undone and scattered and right beside her
A straight-blade sledgehammer
I heard he plays a mean fiddle
And his bow's made of bones
And it sounds like your deepest desire
Lonely and bruised getting over being used
It's usually the weak ones he finds
It's usually the weak ones he finds