workman song – struck from the page كلمات اغاني

you’re bulging and disgusting
cropped out of my frame
you’re counting rings on my woodcut
so you can keep track of all my pain

and you wanna call me liar
but you know that’s what i am called
and you can’t stand to say my name
you look past my eyes into the wall

you’ve been avoiding me all the weekdays
and now come the day of rest
you’ve come to tell me something
well, i’m already unimpressed

this day’s no longer holy
the ink’s faded from the page
that called you to be friendly
that condemned your stupid rage

my pain is on a canvas
and you took a photograph
to chew on in your mouth
to digest and then p-ss

well i am not like jesus
and i am not very kind
i much prefer to push aside
undesirables in my life

so with a sharpened blade
and with a broken heart
i’ll command your image to darken
and then fade from my art

and there will be no living memory
when you are cropped from the frame
for i am etched into a woodcut
but you are struck from the page

كلمات أغنية عشوائية

اهم الاغاني لهذا الاسبوع