Lyrics of 'Triphallus, to Punctuate!' by Of Montreal

She sang, we wear the party all over our bodies and faces
But allows me to speak in wild abstractions
The senseless killings, gifts God gives us have no one to let them

This the kind of thought that kills you twice on the way down
You might forget them but your nightmares they don't forget about
How they claw me in my falser foster reflection
Is that my reflection in the Damascus blade? (no)
How they claw me in my foster all false reflection

(With my eye to the sky, my wicked mustang)
(Warlocks)

You should call me sometime, I won't answer but, at least I'll know you care
How will you know it was me?
You think I've got caller ID?

Guess I should be happy for you
For your success and all that
But your fame ain't got nothing for us

I supported your kid, back when no one else did
You know, I waved your flag, back when no one else did
I just want things to be the way they used to be
when you only set a place for me

The great cuirass of my skull is choking on their dull symptoms
Ten lashes on the ass of anyone who even tries
And heavens patience glaring down at us filling your womb with black butterflies

You don't have to try to steal no nothing from my heart
Because for you anything you want is always free (free) free (free) free
And your freaky fantasies to my phone black condoms soften the ice cream cone

I bet I'm not a virgin to you
You'll never walk alone
Far beyond this abuse of shame
I live to make you call my name

(Call my name)
Guess I should be happy for you
For your success and all that
But your fame ain't got nothing for us

I was your booster babe, back when no one else cared (oh yeah, alright)
You know I celebrate, (I heart for you girl)
Back when no one else even thought to
I just want things to be the way they used to be
When you only saved a seat for me
(Come back, come back)

I feel so at peace by the sky karma icy canova I got from