Words I Heard
Julia Holter
Frequent missile talk
Slurping on the words I heard from the wretched zone
Fortune throwing candy slow like a death crawl
Face me gliding like a serpent and smile
Hear the hocket babble
Save, save our souls and laughter
Creature changes sadness doves
Thirsty beyond the games of modern time
Fools crusade in hostile fog
Fish are martyrs to the kingdom war-dogs
Hear the hocket babble
Save, save our souls
Dream worm formed our claws embrace
Exile leaning on decaying walls of an
Ancient king deflecting blame
I love you in the City of Man
I love you in the City of Man
I love you in the City of Man
Hear the hocket babble
Save, save our souls