Broken Social Scene - Chase Scene lyrics

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<b>Chase Scene</b> by <i>Broken Social Scene</i><br />

All the dirty fingers picking up finds

Bruised with a motherless childish mind

To be kind in the line of design

without a proper subject

Got all apologies

Signed up to steal

Prednisone body

Topic of ill for the chill and the thrill of the kill

I see my woman calling

Cause I licked a little skin

Like a fear in my bed

Spilt all the toxic cream of my dead

To be bled or fed in the spread

Of equal wrong talking

Spoon me like a stereotype

Rigging the race

Believing in a feather

Particular face

With the grace for the trace to embrace

The frontal feel falling

I think I'm ready to go

I think I'm ready to fight for the seed of my life

Yeah I'm ready to go

Yeah I'm ready to fight for the seed of my life

If the caterpillar cat turns free to a whore

The idea that there's a seventeenth floor to explore

Like hardcore for the more

And never seem to free it

Cause I gave a little long

Yeah I gave it a shot

Bought me some land

And a beautiful plot

With a hot who was not to be got

By easy thinking thumbing

Bottled up can

Will eat through your life

Down with the deed of killing a wife

With a knife who thinks twice to the wise

I think my woman's calling

Yeah I'm ready to go

Yeah I'm ready to fight

For the seed of my life

I think I'm ready to go

I think I'm ready to fight

For the seed of my life