โหลดเพลง mp3 She Ain't Speakin' Now - Of Montreal

She Ain't Speakin' Now - Of Montreal
Like some sepulchral tableau
I sit frozen holding your hand

Though I’m trying to think only
Positive thoughts I understand
That this tomorrow
May not be the tomorrow that
Your eviscerating suffering will end
Oh, will you ever be yourself again?

Girl with the flu, I hear the death rheum
She ain’t doin' well
Her eyes they seem cast and fatherless

Her psyche's cracked or
Anyhow, She ain't speakin' now

Nightfall, like some leaden sea
Dilates as I hold vigil by your bed

Watching the pillowcase soaking
with sweat around your head
I can't repel this sneaking veil of morbidity
That's disfiguring the serif of your face
Oh, the organism's been debased

Girl with the flu, I hear the death rheum
She ain’t doin' well
Her eyes they seem cast and fatherless

Her psyche's cracked or
Anyhow, She ain't speakin' now
You scream that the books
Are fallin' off of the shelf onto you
But I can see them

Your hallucination ravings
I'm writing them all down so
You can see read them
When your mind no longer aches
And your febrility breaks
Girl with the flu, I hear the death rheum She ain’t doin' well

Her eyes they seem cast and fatherlessHer psyche's shattered or Anyhow, She ain't speakin' now

Girl with the flu, I hear the death rheum She ain’t doin' well
Her eyes they seem cast and fatherless
Her psyche's shattered or Anyhow, She ain't speakin' now