P.S. Eliot - Pink Sheets lyrics

[P.S. Eliot - Pink Sheets lyrics]

Defence against discourse
Against sticks and stones
Cosmic disdain blaring in my headphones
Drafting ultimatums straining sanity
Wringing out blood from ventral cavities

We live on pink sheets you make me creep
I don't let you sleep
Rose quartz, star charts
We heal our broken hearts
With warped reality and practical psychology
I've got a feeling it's dead at the scene
And when it's not breathing
It seems so serene
All that remains, iconic photographs
My vagrant thoughts and the
Sun through stained glass

We live on pink sheets you make me creep
I don't let you sleep
Rose quartz, star charts


We heal our broken hearts
With warped reality and practical psychology

We live on pink sheets you make me creep
I don't let you sleep you momentarily
Made it unclear to see
That i live on pink sheets

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