Deerhunter Adorno
I lived twice after my suicide In the future or the past, I could not decide, which one I hate the most My body becomes both sacramental and host
Was once the son of god, Yet was still unemployed Offered up salvation, surrender to the void Perspectives crushed I might be living in two places at once
(Cross these world, could self-destruct)
So am I sleeping on a floor, or am I nailed to a cross Tales! Crossed! Tales! Crossed!
Am I sleeping on a floor, or am I nailed to a cross Tales! Cross! Tales! Cross!
(No success) I survived my attempt at suicide I could not die no matter how hard I tried So I was found my lungs filled with gas, face down on the ground They put me in a hospital, and they said I need to rest After all my father knows best All I can say Is the same thing day after day
Am I sleeping on the floor, or am I nailed to a cross
Am I sleeping on a floor, or am I nailed to a cross
Am I sleeping on a floor, or am I nailed to a cross Tales! Crossed! Tales! Crossed!
Tales! Crossed! Tales! Crossed!
So self destructive So self destructive