كلمات Knives, Snakes & Mesquite

Listen through the walls. The wave has got to break soon. Only so many nails to a room, only so much could it support. The floorboards sigh to the sway of the dance that could keep going All night and peel away the dawn. And I am a peach down in the forest of knives and snakes and mesquite, Where all is a dream, all eyes on me, and I bite my nails till they bleed. I see your claws come off and your knees come out Like an iceberg, like a secret offer. Sailing the waves of that icy morning, While all in between theres a new wind blowing. And I am a peach down in the forest of knives and snakes and mesquite, Where all is a dream, all eyes on me, and I bite my nails till they bleed. (The prevailing winds from the east) I will set my sights on defeat