Lips and Limbs Songtext
von Waxahatchee

Could you be extraordinary?
Stems and seeds, bucket seats
This house is full of slurred speech
You′re tormented, I watch you bleed

And with this drink I'll take you back home
We are shimmering bright
Stagger through uncharted parks
The stars could be tawdry streetlights

And we don′t have too much to say
I can't feel a thing

Is this just a wrinkle on a page that ends dismally?
I choose a path and run so fast
You are bored of following me


And with this drink I'll swallow the intangible
I can′t illustrate
Control my limbs and lips
′Cause you're too crowded to commiserate

And we′re mechanical in your double bed
Remorse hung overhead to approach me

Could you be extraordinary?
We're alone in this gaudy mess
In the house of slurred speech
Sharing gravity to suppress

And in your ear I will whisper weakly
Things that I do not mean
You are deaf and dumb and I am numb
And we′re illuminating

I never had too much to say
I can't feel a thing