Book Of Flags Songtext

An iron gate surrounds you stinking like rotting lace.
Your flags are waving dishonestly.
A pining plaything, so false so pleased, your flags
Are aching to bloom from distand grouds, drowning out
Every sound.
Ten generations, ten-thousand nations reditributed
Like a lost and found.
We're keeping our flags at home.
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[you better not child]
We're keeping our flags indoors.
[you better not child]
We're pulling them from our clothes.
[you better not child]
We're spending some time alone.
[you better not child]
Your flag confessed
[like it or not child]
It's first confession
[like it or not child]
Calling out all your guests
[like it or not child],
Calling out all your children.
I knocked your system up.
I drank your system down.
I'm showing symptoms.
I ****ed your system.
Look, now i'm pregnant with the whole damn town.
We wrapped your flag up [they never want to be alone]
We wrapped your flag up tight [they never want to be
Alone]
We tucked your flag in [there's trouble in the house
Tonight]
We kissed your flag goodnight.
I miss the precious sounds, i miss the tender sounds,
I miss the softer sounds.
I miss the underground.

Q And Not You Book Of Flags songtext