He, Himself, and Him

by Deadletter

From the album: Existence Is Bliss

Duration: 3:29

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Lyrics for He, Himself, and Him

Slow pan entrance Fella with a broken heart tunes in To a war on a radio on its last legs And though expecting the worst, is met by The deepest dump-driven-drivel drilling holes into The last pang of faith, left clutchin' at The already shredded strings Of a tattered, trampled ticker Wonders what it's all about As so many have before And then it crawls across the floor To shove the draft excluder back beneath the door 'Cause the cold comes crawling With a clamor, crash and wallop And regardless of the thermostat That callous creature clings It clings and clings and clings and clings And the only longed for limbs Belong to he, himself, and him Just he, himself, and him Him, himself, and him Over shoulder mirror shot Forehead lines in focus can be seen Swallows down the way in, way out item 'Cause what's outside is more than can be beared Finds company between the bindings Floats into a world of fabrication And it's so much fucking better Than the terror reigning on Inside the here and now and always And his plight is understood And he feels a warmth intensify Oh, such a cosiness beside When your eyes avert reality A draft excluder's superfluity Is brought up to the forefront Of any truth evader's sight And the only longed for limbs Belong to he, himself, and him Yeah, the only longed for limbs Belong to he, himself, and him Just he, himself and him

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