Soundgarden - Drawing Flies (Live from the Artists Den) lyrics
[Soundgarden - Drawing Flies Live from the Artists Den lyrics]
That was called Non-State actor
But this songs called "Drawing Flies"
Or as Kim likes to call "Drawering Flies"
Close to that
Fly! 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 enemies
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 drawing flies, hey
I said, Hey, what you yelling
About, conditions, permission
Mirrored self-affliction
Hey, what you yelling
About sadist's 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 drawing 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
Thank you
But this songs called "Drawing Flies"
Or as Kim likes to call "Drawering Flies"
Close to that
Fly! 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 enemies
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 drawing flies, hey
I said, Hey, what you yelling
About, conditions, permission
Mirrored self-affliction
Hey, what you yelling
About sadist's 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 drawing 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
Thank you