iOTA Scars Lyrics
Artist - iOTA
Album - La Caravana
Scars on your mother ouch
Uninitiated couch
Don
Right wrapping
Those ankles tight
Your fingers in her eyes
And stick them in her ears
You push them in
Her mouth and
Slip them further south
Strapped the
Easy chair
Tricked and
Invited there
Arteries and
Airways blocked
Colour your mamma shocked
She
Her last legs
No comfort left
In her arms
When we could lay
At her feet
We bite the feeding hand
You got scared
And it won
You left at night
And you drove until day
A spare tyre and
A weakening jack
You say sorry but
She ain
And so human is the highway
Off to Las Vegas drive
No-one gets out of here alive
Earthquake can shake you, die
That