Flower Face - Spiracle (Slowed & Reverb)

Official Video
• Flower Face - Spiracle...
LYRICS
I want the parts of you that you only show to the corner of your bathroom mirror
I want the parts of your hand grenade heart that beat slowly with anger and fear
I want the parts of you that you only show to the birds outside your bedroom window
I want the teeth that you lost as a child that you hide in a box under your pillow
I want your quiet, your screaming and thrashing
The salt on your lips and the hands that god gave you
I want your violence, your silent sedation
Your moon eyes, your telescope, morbid fixation
I want your pyro, your born-again virgin
Your hands on my insides, your fingertips crawling in
I want your Jesus, your suicide mission
Your lips on the microphone, soft disposition
I want your parties, the shark in your water
The scrapes on your knees and the blood that spills over
I want your zeroes, your polluted marrow
The sweat on your palms and the surveillance shadow
I want your secrets, your clementine fields
The ropes that you climb up, the parts that don’t heal
I want your safe word, your passive resistance
The sickness you foster, your favourite addictions
I want your nightmares, the ghost in your doorway
Your paralyzed sleep and your ...
I want you butterfly, I want you sailor
I am your lover and I am your jail or
Tags
#FlowerFace #Spiracle #music #youspotify #reverb #youtubemusic #2022 #2022sons

[@darksideofthemoon8034]

Love this. And love flower face! 🧚🏽

[@oliviavillarr]

Love it, so underrated ❤

[@m_0425]

I want the parts of you you only show To the corner of your bathroom mirror I want the parts of your hand-grenade heart That beat slowly with anger and fear I want the parts of you you only show To the birds outside your bedroom window I want the teeth that you lost as a child That you hide in a box under your pillow I want your quiet, your screaming and thrashing The salt on your lips and the hands that God gave you And I want your violence, your silent sedation Your moon eyes, your telescope, morbid fixation And I want your pyro, your born-again virgin Your hands on my insides, your fingertips crawling And I want your Jesus, your suicide mission Your lips on the microphone, soft disposition And I want your parties, the shark in your water The scrapes on your knees and the blood that spills over And I want your zeroes, your polluted marrow The sweat on your palms and your surveillance shadow I want your secrets, your clementine fields The ropes that you climb up, the parts that won't heal I want your safe word, your passive resistance The sickness you foster, your favorite addictions And I want your nightmares, the ghost in your doorway Your paralyzed sleep and your- I want you, butterfly, I want you, sailor I am your lover and I am your jailor i love this song so much.

[@idid6825]

Thank u for this.

[@alvarodelrey]

Perfect and beautiful