when the teeth can hold back the gears
when the stitches are all that hold the scars together
and the lakes dry up like deserts
is that when i will have my way?
when there is nothing left to savour
i am sure that's how we'll be
petty to the last drop
broken to the last breath
damned till i fold into quarters


Lyrics submitted by xtwizx

Oratory Of The Jigsaw song meanings
Add your thoughts

No Comments

sort form View by:
  • No Comments

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top
explain