Stray Kites - Talking Plaster Walls pt. 3 lyrics

rate me

Am I some sort of sadist?

All macabre and razed flesh

Well, Fuhrer's love. Well, Fuhrer's judgement.

Please, call me servant when I am summoned

I'm still young. Say I've got time.

Well, all is well. Well, all is fine.

Close my eyes because bliss is blind-

ness I miss what I despise

The most, my flesh, my former self

Talking mirror/Talking death

Ghost of Fuhrer save what's left

A pinning, civilized, sadist.

Staring into the eyes of a lobotomized

Version of myself. We're still in good health, but

We're in the same rut an in our lives and in our wrists

There's the same shortcuts.

I say I love you everyday

But every chance I disobey

Distraction Demons kept at bay

But that's why Fuhrer came

In the first place

My "high hygiene"

That's my mental heath

Well, Misanthrope = I hate myself

Talking plaster, Fuhrer's got a plan

I'll always be a bastard, but he'll always be my dad

Staring into the eyes of a lobotomized

Version of myself. We're still in good health, but

We're in the same rut an in our lives and in our wrists

There's the same shortcuts.

Staring into the eyes of a dichotomized

Version of myself. We're still in good health, but

We're in the same rut an in our lives and in our wrists

There's the same shortcuts.<br />

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Thanks to Sarah