Senegal
by Prostitute
From the album: Attempted Martyr
Duration: 06:30
Lyrics for Senegal
Bring them up to the sky Bring them up to the sky Bring them up to the sky Bring them up, up Bring them up through the clouds Bring them up through the clouds Bring them up through the clouds Bring them up, up Bring them into my mouth Bring them into my mouth Bring them into my mouth Bring them up, up, up And I have you in my periphery Scouring out of an open pit And I have you in my pillory Bootlicker, boss cuck And I have you in my guillotine Strung up in the market's pick And I have you in my reins Laughing, laughing But it's not enough It's not enough It's not enough It's not enough It's not enough It's not enough It's not enough It's not enough Why do you hide? Year after year Watching you from every angle But this time you're alone Brooding, while in every silhouette I catch you running And running And why do you hide? From being marched before the mirror By those who groom and sedate you Show me muscle Show me teeth Press the irons to your feet But it's not enough It's not enough It's not enough It's not enough Until you're paraded forth from chariots Where trampled bodies crowd the temple's floors Forced to watch while those who jump Break their backs against the rocks It's not enough It's not enough, enough, enough, enough, enough Souls in single file Rising up to heaven And for you I would concede If only just to see you And if only you would come down Now I have you in my grip Amongst the writhing mass Of preterites cast down Lashed to the clock Wrists to ankles, head to crotch But it's not enough It's not enough It's not enough It's not enough Souls in single file Rising up to heaven And for you I would concede If only just to see you And if only you would come down Come down