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Briggs Lyrics

In your room.
There he sat.
He hid there
This whole time.
Watching you
And breathing you
While you slept.
He came in
Through your dress.
To where he'd rest.
Wanting you.
To be you.
In vain.

Ohhhh, blue bird
Sing that song for me.
Don't weigh those eyes.
I have your writings.
Your sessions told.
You told him everything.
I want to be you.
Come walk with me.

And you go
The way of the wind.
And you go
The way of the night's glow.
And you go
Through static of soil.

I lurch in the bedroom.
I crept in the mirrors.
From the toes of your bare feet.
I caressed your body.
You'd go on.

The way of the wind.
And you go
The way of the night's glow.
And you go
Through static of soil.
Through static of soil.
And you go
The way of the wind.
And you go
The way of the night's glow.
And you go.

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Born out of the ashes of seminal art thrashers Botch and Minneapolis punk heroes Kill Sadie, Seattle's These Arms are Snakes have fast-become an integral part of the Pacific Northwest's ever-dynamic musical fabric. The band formed in Seattle, Washington in 2002 and began employing sinister guitar licks mixed with equal parts snarly vocals and a penchant for spaced out musical long form; painting the buzz-heavy Snakes as anything but conventional.

On January 15, 2010, the band released a statement announcing their end.

Brian Cook is now in Russian Circles.
Ryan Frederiksen is now in Narrows.
Steve Sneer is now in Crypts. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

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