Slipknot کے بول

My lover comes, she rests her head She warms my lap with her hot breath My lover claims that summer's face Is looming over our embrace Burning our skin With our thoughts of escape No matter what, no matter what, no matter what I'm gathering choices And setting them free I'm tying our tails in A slip knot What hell have we asked for? What delight we've been fed (In secret) That wasn't ours, your wicked smiles When fingers devour and hunger's ignored I can run sideways With our thoughts of escape No matter what, no matter what, no matter what I'm gathering choices And setting them free I'm tying our tails in A slip knot No matter what, no matter what, no matter what My lover comes, she rests her head She warms my lap with her hot breath