Modest Mouse - History Sticks to Your Feet lyrics
[Modest Mouse - History Sticks to Your Feet lyrics]
At the movies, eyes iced over
Walking sideways through them gutters
And you realize that the floor sticks
To your feet like history
Well, don't you look at me
Like life don't hold you anymore mystery
Bag of splinters boiling over
On your back, expose your belly
Optimism doesn't change the facts
Just what you're gonna see
Like it was stated that we're
Walking salt and coal
Plants solidify sunshine
How this start I don't know
Causing feet and entire chain shoe stores
The sun's diary pulled up
From deep canary holes
And when we read it, our skin
It becomes warm
At the movies, eyes iced over
Walking sideways through the gutter
And you realize life sticks to your feet
You're history
I'm gonna slap that look off your face
Like life don't hold no mystery
All those red marks on our shoulders
Self back patting, homemade trophies
Well, the past only exists as tiny bricks
We burn to release all, it's memory
I've had enough with rolling boulders
I want more moss on me
Clocks to splinters but time goes forward
And when them tree drop leaves
Your feet collect their memories
I guess all us snakes find
Our tails pretty damn tasty
I heard you mention that we're
Walking salt and coal
Plants solidify sunshine
How this start I don't know
Causing feet and entire chain shoe stores
The sun's diary pulled up
From deep canary holes
And when we read it, our skin
It becomes warm
At the movies, eyes iced over
Walking sideways through the gutter
And you realize life sticks to your feet
You're history
I'm gonna slap that look off your face
Like life don't hold no mystery
Walking sideways through them gutters
And you realize that the floor sticks
To your feet like history
Well, don't you look at me
Like life don't hold you anymore mystery
Bag of splinters boiling over
On your back, expose your belly
Optimism doesn't change the facts
Just what you're gonna see
Like it was stated that we're
Walking salt and coal
Plants solidify sunshine
How this start I don't know
Causing feet and entire chain shoe stores
The sun's diary pulled up
From deep canary holes
And when we read it, our skin
It becomes warm
At the movies, eyes iced over
Walking sideways through the gutter
And you realize life sticks to your feet
You're history
I'm gonna slap that look off your face
Like life don't hold no mystery
All those red marks on our shoulders
Self back patting, homemade trophies
Well, the past only exists as tiny bricks
We burn to release all, it's memory
I've had enough with rolling boulders
I want more moss on me
Clocks to splinters but time goes forward
And when them tree drop leaves
Your feet collect their memories
I guess all us snakes find
Our tails pretty damn tasty
I heard you mention that we're
Walking salt and coal
Plants solidify sunshine
How this start I don't know
Causing feet and entire chain shoe stores
The sun's diary pulled up
From deep canary holes
And when we read it, our skin
It becomes warm
At the movies, eyes iced over
Walking sideways through the gutter
And you realize life sticks to your feet
You're history
I'm gonna slap that look off your face
Like life don't hold no mystery