Leeches from Black Bordello by Black Bordello
Leeches by Black Bordello
Tracklist
| 2. | Leeches | 2:46 |
Lyrics
Little leeches
Sucking synapse
Sipping on the sanguine
If you lose me,
I'm in my cubicle
Crouched next to the waste bin.
I was tired and anxious -
It was my disorder.
Thick bleach is dripping on my skin,
Makes me get older.
My doctor - long needle -
All wrapped in plastic.
Little latex cracking in his gloves,
Sweats under the leather.
Little vermin, no bother to me.
I don't fear the canine.
Riding horses takes courage,
Makes me think of my father.
Mr President - he protects me
With his big, hard border.
When we have him at the table
We're immune to cancer.
Little leeches sucking synapse,
Sipping on the sanguine.
If you lose me, I'm in my cubicle,
Crouched next to the waste bin.
Eee ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya,
Mmm...
Credits
Written by Sienna Bordello, produced by Black Bordello.
Vocals & guitar: Sienna Bordello
Drums: Eddie Amos
Bass: Anthony Boatright
Keys: Henry Carpenter
Sax: Arthur Bently
Engineered by Luke Kulukundis
Mixed by Oli Barton-Wood
Mastered by Alex Batchelor
License
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