Spinal Cords

"I spy my friends filling boxes," i think that part's about he's now in a band and doing way better than his friends that he used to hang out with - "the scales have tipped and i'm superstitious"

also it's: "My father taught me how to cut teeth, and I sink them in to our broken cities. the gypsies told me that my cuts seem like a poor man playing the blues in the subways of New York City, you're too good to me. You stay with me while my feet keep moving. In my grave, she knows to dig herself Cause I'll use my hands to climb out of it.."

maybe spinal cord means like you have no backbone - and you're dependent on everyone else, like "don't you pull the plug", they're you're life support

"blood was spilt (spilled?)" not "life was split"

it's "Blood was spilt before the bell was struck"

and "The gypsies told me that my cards sing like a..."

and "Shameful woman, you bare your flower Keep me humble, keep my mouth shut Abuse and devour"

I'm fairly certain it's "AND my grave" not in. It makes more sense that way. I've seen "because I'll use my hands to climb out of it" and "climb out of hell" both make sense and ryan does not have the best diction whilst singing

I found these lyrics I spy my friends filling boxes, The scales have tipped and I'm superstitious. A charismatic, young addiction, My skin is thick with disposition.

My father taught me how to cut teeth, And I sink them in to our broken cities. And gypsies told me that my cussing Like a poor man playing the blues in the subways of New York City You're too good to me You stay with me while my feet keep moving In my grave she knows to dig herself Cause i use my hands to climb out of it

Spinal cord collapsible. You fit right in to your own shirt pocket. Blood was spilt before the battle scar

More than friends but less than lovers Smile for photos and fuck the covers. Shameful woman, you bet your flower Keep me up or keep my mouth shut I lose and devour. Ohhh... Don't you pull the plug...

Spinal cord collapsible. You fit right in to your own shirt pocket. Blood was spilt before the battle scar

New York City, too good to me You stay with me while my feet keep moving In my grave she knows to dig herself Cause i use my hands to climb out of it

Spinal cord collapsible. You fit right in to your own shirt pocket. Blood was spilt before the battle scar