Soundgarden - Drawing Flies lyrics
[Soundgarden - Drawing Flies lyrics]
Flies, flies
Sitting here like uninvited company
Wallowing in my own obscenity
I share a cigarette with negativity
Sitting here like wet ashes with
X's in my eyes and drawing flies
Bathed in perspiration drowned my enemy
Used my inspiration for a guillotine
I fire a loaded mental cannon to the page
Leaning on the pedestal that
Holds my self-denial
Firing the pistol that shoots my holy pride
Sitting here like wet ashes with
X's in my eyes and drawin' flies
I said, "Hey! What you yelling
About conditions, permission
Mirrored self-affliction?
Hey! What you yelling
About sadists, co-addiction
Perfect analogies? Hey! What you yelling
About conditions, permission
Mirrored self-affliction?"
Leaning on the pedestal that
Holds my self-denial
Firing the pistol that shoots my holy pride
Sitting here like wet ashes with
X's in my eyes and drawin' flies
(Flies)
Sitting here like uninvited company
Wallowing in my own obscenity
I share a cigarette with negativity
Leaning on the pedestal that
Holds my self-denial
Firing the pistol that shoots my holy pride
Sitting here like wet ashes with
X's in my eyes and drawing flies
Flies
Sitting here like uninvited company
Wallowing in my own obscenity
I share a cigarette with negativity
Sitting here like wet ashes with
X's in my eyes and drawing flies
Bathed in perspiration drowned my enemy
Used my inspiration for a guillotine
I fire a loaded mental cannon to the page
Leaning on the pedestal that
Holds my self-denial
Firing the pistol that shoots my holy pride
Sitting here like wet ashes with
X's in my eyes and drawin' flies
I said, "Hey! What you yelling
About conditions, permission
Mirrored self-affliction?
Hey! What you yelling
About sadists, co-addiction
Perfect analogies? Hey! What you yelling
About conditions, permission
Mirrored self-affliction?"
Leaning on the pedestal that
Holds my self-denial
Firing the pistol that shoots my holy pride
Sitting here like wet ashes with
X's in my eyes and drawin' flies
(Flies)
Sitting here like uninvited company
Wallowing in my own obscenity
I share a cigarette with negativity
Leaning on the pedestal that
Holds my self-denial
Firing the pistol that shoots my holy pride
Sitting here like wet ashes with
X's in my eyes and drawing flies
Flies