Ripe. Songtext
von Screaming Females
Ripe. Songtext
I dressed up the horses set them loose
Sunk the needle deep and took in every drop
A violent path, an inch in time
And ever my device the anchor drops
I said peel the skin raw
I said peel the skin raw
I said peel the skin raw
Pinch ′til the feeling's gone
I said peel the skin raw
I said peel the skin raw
I said peel the skin raw
Pinch ′til the feeling's gone
Miles of horses gallop to the edge
I saw murder in their mouths, we tried our way
Powerful more muscle than stiff lip
The reins are chains and I have lost my grip
Try with all my heart I choke I'm ready to go
And if you′re through with me then please say so
Try with all my heart I choke I′m ready to go
And if you're through with me then please just say so
I said peel the skin raw
I said peel the skin raw
I said peel the skin raw
Pinch ′til the feeling's gone
I said peel the skin raw
I said peel the skin raw
I said peel the skin raw
Pinch ′til the feeling's gone
Built this game to play and to pretend
You are a dark machine and I′m a car
When engines crack when fuel lines break off
I'll save your bits and let your motor rot
Sunk the needle deep and took in every drop
A violent path, an inch in time
And ever my device the anchor drops
I said peel the skin raw
I said peel the skin raw
I said peel the skin raw
Pinch ′til the feeling's gone
I said peel the skin raw
I said peel the skin raw
I said peel the skin raw
Pinch ′til the feeling's gone
Miles of horses gallop to the edge
I saw murder in their mouths, we tried our way
Powerful more muscle than stiff lip
The reins are chains and I have lost my grip
Try with all my heart I choke I'm ready to go
And if you′re through with me then please say so
Try with all my heart I choke I′m ready to go
And if you're through with me then please just say so
I said peel the skin raw
I said peel the skin raw
I said peel the skin raw
Pinch ′til the feeling's gone
I said peel the skin raw
I said peel the skin raw
I said peel the skin raw
Pinch ′til the feeling's gone
Built this game to play and to pretend
You are a dark machine and I′m a car
When engines crack when fuel lines break off
I'll save your bits and let your motor rot
Writer(s): Marissa Paternoster, Jarrett Scott Dougherty, Michael James Abbate Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com