Drawing Flies (Live from the Artists Den) Soundgarden
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[Intro: Chris Cornell]
That was called Non-State actor
But this songs called "Drawing Flies"
Or as Kim likes to call "Drawering Flies"
Close to that
[Verse]
Fly!
Sitting here like uninvited company
Wallowing in my own obscenity
I share a cigarette with negativity
Sitting here like wet ashes
With X's in my eyes and drawing flies
Bathed in perspiration drowned my enemies
Used my inspiration for a guillotine
I fire a loaded mental cannon to the page
Leaning on the pedestal that holds my self-denial
Firing the pistol that shoots my holy pride
Sitting here like wet ashes with X's in
My eyes, and drawing flies, hey
I said, Hey, what you yelling
About, conditions, permission, mirrored self-affliction
Hey, what you yelling
About sadist's co-addiction, perfect analogies
Hey, what you yelling about conditions
Permission mirrored self-affliction
Leaning on the pedestal that holds my self-denial
Firing the pistol that shoots my holy pride
Sitting here like wet ashes with X's in my eyes
And drawing flies
Sitting here like uninvited company
Wallowing in my own obscenity
I share a cigarette with negativity
Leaning on the pedestal that holds my self-denial
Firing the pistol that shoots my holy pride
Sitting here like wet ashes with X's in my eyes
And drawing
That was called Non-State actor
But this songs called "Drawing Flies"
Or as Kim likes to call "Drawering Flies"
Close to that
[Verse]
Fly!
Sitting here like uninvited company
Wallowing in my own obscenity
I share a cigarette with negativity
Sitting here like wet ashes
With X's in my eyes and drawing flies
Bathed in perspiration drowned my enemies
Used my inspiration for a guillotine
I fire a loaded mental cannon to the page
Leaning on the pedestal that holds my self-denial
Firing the pistol that shoots my holy pride
Sitting here like wet ashes with X's in
My eyes, and drawing flies, hey
I said, Hey, what you yelling
About, conditions, permission, mirrored self-affliction
Hey, what you yelling
About sadist's co-addiction, perfect analogies
Hey, what you yelling about conditions
Permission mirrored self-affliction
Leaning on the pedestal that holds my self-denial
Firing the pistol that shoots my holy pride
Sitting here like wet ashes with X's in my eyes
And drawing flies
Sitting here like uninvited company
Wallowing in my own obscenity
I share a cigarette with negativity
Leaning on the pedestal that holds my self-denial
Firing the pistol that shoots my holy pride
Sitting here like wet ashes with X's in my eyes
And drawing
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