MAINT REQD - Sage Francis

MAINT REQD - Sage Francis

Альбом
Copper Gone
Год
2014
Язык
`English`
Длительность
243030

Below is the lyrics of the song MAINT REQD , artist - Sage Francis with translation

Lyrics " MAINT REQD "

Original text with translation

MAINT REQD

Sage Francis

MAINT REQD, push through the pain

What the flame does not consume consumes the flame

We’re burnin' at both ends, it’s safe to assume

What doesn’t consume the flame the flame consumes

MAINT REQD, push through the pain

What the flame does not consume consumes the flame

Burnin' at both ends, we’re hoping and praying for rain

Listen: a lie is just a lie if you believe that they’ll believe it

Otherwise it’s just some sly legal speak, so we keep our secrets

I wrap mine up in a silk robe

They prance around the home like princesses obsessed with kissing every toad

But ain’t no prince here

In fact, I had to slay the dragon I was chasing for the warts to disappear

And dissect the frog, cut through the fog and do my thing

In the land of the pigs, the butcher is king

This is two-hundred and sixty pounds of ground meat in a town sound sleep

Countin' cards while they count sheep

Now I’m on a sacrificial lam, it’s collapse of the iron lung

Had to remove the mask and ask what kind of trash am I among?

Caught in the widow’s web the black spiders spun

Taking a beating that’s so ancient that it’s basically a tribal drum

I’m seeing stars and constellations

Seeing warning signals in the universe’s dashboard they’re all saying

MAINT REQD, push through the pain

What the flame does not consume consumes the flame

We’re burnin' at both ends, it’s safe to assume

What doesn’t consume the flame the flame consumes

MAINT REQD, push through the pain

What the flame does not consume consumes the flame

We’re burnin' at both ends, we’re hoping and praying for rain

Paint me like one of your French girls

Use my neck as a scratch post to rip out every last one of them red curls

Knit me a sweater with the intestines of attention whores

I’ve no expectations of the tripe I’ll have to settle for

Circular logic is foul talk (it's mental sex for sport!)

Abuse me like customer service (I'll be your tech support!)

I’m sorry to hear you’re having problems

It must be difficult.

Let me see if I can help you like… figure 'em out

Have you listened to Biz Mark’s «Just a Friend»?

Have you tried turning me off and back on again?

If you Make-A-Wish on a foundation and there’s maintenance required

All I ask is you be careful when you state what you desire

They set satanists on fire without breaking a sweat

All that pagan shit is tired, so I’m taking a rest

I met my date at the pyre.

She was shorter than I like

But wore a dress that’s as long as the night.

Then I saw the light

MAINT REQD, push through the pain

What the flame does not consume consumes the flame

We’re burnin at both ends, it’s safe to assume

What doesn’t consume the flame the flame consumes

MAINT REQD, push through the pain

What the flame does not consume consumes the flame

Burnin' at both ends, we’re hoping and praying for rain

Yeah, I’d settle on a bed of rusty nails instead of roses

'Cause a thorn by any other name and so on and so forth

And so what?

I’ve got blood on my mattress

Got a harem full of knife throwers who use my back for target practice

I fucks with them butcher-types

Inherited this cutlery along with the scars, and they all look alike

Used to write confessions in between the lines

And wear long sleeves so no one else could read my mind

Now I exercise my right to bare arms when I write words

The last polar bear taking a final stand on a melting iceberg

Where nothing is exclusive or told confidence

Sex could get abusive but everyone consents

Anything that’s lucrative gets reduced to checks

And now you’re wondering where your fair share of the fucking profit is

Sorry kids, the piggy bank’s depleted

Got a million dollar smile, but not the pretty face that’s needed

Procede toward me, doggy.

I never tapped the bottle or twisted the cap whenever

they passed the forty

I’m fat boy disorderly.

Nothing fun about obesity

But recently, I toyed with it morbidly

Cordially invite you to the incredible, mind that bends metal

No spoon is safe, no fork is too special

Essentially we all know how the story ends

How heavily the plot twist depends on a little bit of

Maintenance, maintenance, maintenance

My house bitches lololololololololol

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