Текст песни New Politicians - Images

Sound the alarm
Color swarms below
A calm before the storm
The faintest memories
You call out to your post
The father, son, holy ghost

Her potions seem to settle
Her position in the middle of it all

Just shattered images
Broken dreams that lay ahead
And in all of the ways that she lusts, a misguided mystery
Of shattered images
Broken dreams that lay ahead
And it's all of the ways that she bends that keep you diving into her seas

She is something you can't diagnose
The sounds, the pictures, the prose
You couldn't make it any farther
You've been treading under water

Sticks and stones will break your bones
Words they hurt like hell
She talked too soon, she picked and spooned
Yet you're underneath her spell

It's all of the pictures she's painted
All of the pictures she's painted
I paint myself
I hate myself
I paint myself
I paint myself out