Privilege of Being
by Sprain
From the album: The Lamb as Effigy
Duration: 05:28
Lyrics for Privilege of Being
Here there's not any plastic now Past the slightest flick of my brother's tongue A snapshot of when the table melts There'll be nothing left to prop you up To the detriment of all living things It is my vast repertoire of general shortcomings In the corner here where you hide your eyes And your face is red But no longer now Do I pity you