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Dan Le Sac Vs. Scroobius Pip
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Porter
'Cos I'm the Porter and these wards I walk from wall to wall are full of the types and minds that might sometimes fight the binds of thought paths that we all default to Weird to think each one is someone's daughter
'Cos I'm the Porter and these wards I walk from wall to wall are full of the types and minds that might sometimes fight the binds of thought paths that we all default to Weird to think each one is someone's daughter
Cell one is a little padded palace within which lives a little girl named Alice For half her life in that room she has been banished she drinks from the wrong side of the chalice - the girl's damaged Each day when I arrive at the front gate I hear a happy little voice say - 'You're late, you're late you're late' Always talking to the friends in her head Running 'round her cell and playing under her bed At lunch times I go listen to her mad chatter matter of fact, tea parties with a limited platter she won't touch her lunch unless it's labeled completely with little tags saying either 'drink me' or 'eat me' she's never any hassle, bashful battles with validity Always mad polite in spite of all the instability Handles the containment and displacement just formidably Hates the locking doors but by the morning she's forgiven me
'Cos I'm the Porter and these wards I walk from wall to wall are full of the types and minds that might sometimes fight the binds of thought paths that we all default to Weird to think each one is someone's daughter
'Cos I'm the Porter and these wards I walk from wall to wall are full of the types and minds that might sometimes fight the binds of thought paths that we all default to Weird to think each one is someone's daughter
Cell Four will be Dorothy, sweet little thing Always likes to chatter, smile and dance and sing, It's startling when you start to think Of how you might react to this darker thing She believes that she travelled to a far away land and havoc was wreaked by her own fair hand she killed a woman by mistake straight away on arriving then formed a gang to go and hunt and kill the victim's sibling It's kind of fucked up, they killed wolves and crows, 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 as they trod a blood stained path along a yellow brick road, and once they'd killed their second victim they still weren't done This posse bounded on and hounded some old man for fun She tells the story with a smile, while not the slightest flicker of rigour lingers as this princess kicks the heels on her slippers Kinda hear her sullen mumble as I close the cell door Mr Porter, we aint in Kansas no more
'Cos I'm the Porter and these wards I walk from wall to wall are full of the types and minds that might sometimes fight the binds of thought paths that we all default to Weird to think each one is someone's daughter
'Cos I'm the Porter and these wards I walk from wall to wall are full of the types and minds that might sometimes fight the binds of thought paths that we all default to Weird to think each one is someone's daughter
One more door let's jaw about Wendy always looking forlorn sat by her window like a sentry Hope eventually is empty due to bars and grating but she still sits staring at the stars just waiting, carved in her heart an outline never never fading a figure, hands on hips, feet never never quaking memories of a kiss, hands never never shaking her grasp on this dream of hers, never never breaking Years back you'd often hear her talking at night about pirates' adventures and mind propelled flight I know what you're thinking - absolutely bat-shit, factually inaccurate, engagingly inanimate, She'd say 'I believe in fairies' as she rung her little bell And yeah that's kind of crazy but it's harmless as well she harnessed herself apart from this hell and started a well that through her dreams broke the fucking bars to this cell
'Cos I'm the Porter and these wards I walk from wall to wall are full of the types and minds that might sometimes fight the binds of thought paths that we all default to Weird to think each one is someone's daughter
'Cos I'm the Porter and these wards I walk from wall to wall are full of the types and minds that might sometimes fight the binds of thought paths that we all default to Weird to think each one is someone's daughter
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