Concubine's Kiss

I can't stand for nothing
Oceans break your fall
Their teeth are sharpened
I can't stand for nothing
Oceans break your fall
Their teeth are sharpened
I can't stand for nothing
Oceans break your fall
Their teeth are sharpened
I can't stand for nothing
Oceans break your fall
Their teeth are sharpened
Pastel outlines, scattered across blank faces
Next to an ocean of paint where sandbars were chiseled with the allegories of a concubines kiss
And what about the telegrams that police rigged
Trying to pull the fingerprints off of the mid-ocean ridge
I can't stand for nothing
Oceans break your fall
Their teeth are sharpened
I can't stand for nothing
Oceans break your fall
Their teeth are sharpened
I can't stand for nothing
Oceans break your fall
Their teeth are sharpened
I can't stand for nothing
Oceans break your fall
Their teeth are sharpened
We spent those nights taming the vagrant meteorites under the eyes of three panes of glass
Searching for the new sound
Hands in our pockets heads to the ground
The pose and the camera black and white
Just right, just right
Why can't we stand for no
I can't stand for nothing
Why can't we stand for
I can't stand for nothing
Oceans break your fall
Their teeth are sharpened
I can't stand for nothing
Oceans break your fall
Their teeth are sharpened