Still Life Still - Knives In Cartoons Lyrics

Bird shadows in the state
Look out for your fortune
There's a million market men
With knives sharpening kids
In old cartoons

Yeah, they land on the moon
We could progress right through you
With that satellite view
Come watch our sex get swallowed

We kiss in open cuts
You're too nice to touch
I wanna share our blood
I think it's you they want

I really love your hate
I think it's something worth saving
In their eyes all the money
All the clothes in your house

Where we made love on our couch
Where the burnt shadows land
And the ships cave in

We kiss in open cuts
You're too nice to touch
I wanna share our blood
I think it's you they want