Black Cactus Choir Songtext
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I was born in the triangular skull
they cracked my crust
pulled me into the dust.
I was raised under the apricot tree
orange pupils hanging over, watching me.
I was conceived on the hissing cot,
it pocked my body with navel knots.
I was laid down in a bed of barbed wire.
Orange and yellow roses from the Black Cactus Choir.
they cracked my crust
pulled me into the dust.
I was raised under the apricot tree
orange pupils hanging over, watching me.
I was conceived on the hissing cot,
it pocked my body with navel knots.
I was laid down in a bed of barbed wire.
Orange and yellow roses from the Black Cactus Choir.
The Black Cactus Choir was born in the fire.
Like an angels cross eye tatooed to the sky.
Now Im on the run from the sores opening
underneath the ground. I was born in the
triangular skull.
You know Im watching you, you know Im watching you.
Like an angels cross eye tatooed to the sky.
Now Im on the run from the sores opening
underneath the ground. I was born in the
triangular skull.
You know Im watching you, you know Im watching you.
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