Tilting at the univendor song lyrics
I let a sparrow talk me out of the crib
Made of mannequin arms and sycophants
She sang her caution thrown against the odds
I'm not tilting at windmills, I'm taking my chances
She put the feral back inside my voices
I'll take a cigarette and put it out on my arm
It's the only way that I can feel
One tempts the saint while the other takes the sinner away
One tempts the saint while the other takes the sinner away
The TelePrompTer has begun to rot
Where I've carried the blindest items
They'll seem to find a way to haunt you again
I'm not tilting at windmills, I'm taking my chances
She put the feral back inside my voices
I'll take a cigarette and put it out on my arm
It's the only way that I can feel
One tempts the saint while the other takes the sinner away
One tempts the saint while the other takes the sinner away
Sung by the choir whose lungs are broken
Stung by a million justifications
Swung by the faithful grip of a million axes
Sung by the choir whose lungs are broken
Stung by a million justifications
Swung by the disenchanted - not faint of heart
Pray that you never find
A place to bury you, bury you
Pray that you never find
A place to bury you, bury you
She put the feral back inside my voices
I'll take a cigarette and put it out on my arm
It's the only way that I can feel
One tempts the saint while the other takes the sinner away
One tempts the saint while the other takes the sinner away
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lyrics for Tilting at the univendor, the 3th song of the 11 recorded for the album Inter alia, with a total running time of 41:01, by At The Drive-in. It was released on May 5, 2017 via Rise Records, and produced by Omar Rodriguez-Lopez, Rich Cos.
