Torso Of The Week

Album: Arc (2013)
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  • Girl you've been hitting that treadmill like a freak
    Maybe you're not quite the torso of the week
    The hollowest cheeks in the county, tyne to tweed
    Jogging all over my grave baby with your flipper feet

    Coiled heart, eye-toothed, feral child
    Take me dancing in the wild
    You're looking like you're bored with your husband
    You're looking like you're mad at the question
    So why you staring out of the window
    I can't stop your prying as you're telling

    What you're wrestling with
    What you're wrestling wrestling
    What you're wrestling with
    What you're wrestling wrestling with
    Girl you been hitting that treadmill like a freak

    What you're wrestling with
    What you're wrestling wrestling
    What you're wrestling with
    What you're wrestling wrestling with
    Maybe you're not quite the torso of the week

    Girl you've been offered the big deal, don't look back
    The possible perks of the lifestyle, gold and black
    The minerals all through your system, that's my girl
    Juggling all of your babies with your blonde hair curled

    Coiled heart, eye-toothed, feral child
    Take me dancing in the wild
    You're looking like you're bored with your husband
    You're looking like you're mad at the question
    So why you staring out of the window
    I can't stop your prying as you're telling

    What you're wrestling with
    What you're wrestling wrestling
    What you're wrestling with
    What you're wrestling wrestling with
    Girl you been hitting that treadmill like a freak

    What you're wrestling with
    What you're wrestling wrestling
    What you're wrestling with
    What you're wrestling wrestling with
    Maybe you're not quite the torso of the week

    Coiled heart, eye-toothed, feral child
    You're looking like you're mad at the question
    You're looking like you're lost on your thinkin'
    You're screaming like a siren ?
    Your wrist is not unnoticed in the trembling

    What you're wrestling with
    What you're wrestling wrestling
    What you're wrestling with
    What you're wrestling wrestling with
    Girl you been hitting the treadmill like a freak

    What you're wrestling with
    What you're wrestling wrestling
    What you, what you,
    What you're wrestling wrestling with
    Maybe you're not quite the torso of the week

    Take my life

    What you're wrestling with
    What you're wrestling wrestling
    What you're wrestling with
    What you're wrestling wrestling with
    Maybe you're not quite the torso of the week

    (Coiled heart) Writer/s: ALEXANDER KAINES ROBERTSHAW, JEREMY JOSEPH PRITCHARD, JONATHAN JOSEPH HIGGS, MICHAEL DAVID SPEARMAN
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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