These Arms Are Snakes Red Line Season lyrics

Red line seasons (sue it)
Troupes all a mess (I wanna know how)
Down in out country (consume loud)
Short from your door (where I'm at)

He hands them out (like he should)
Which they don't come (know we lose some)
Down by Biloxi (roll them dice)
Loosen and fall (on right down)

Deadline season (you're alright)
Drying in the sun (wanting)

Give us some more now that it's over
He ain't coming back 'til the sun drops down

I sing like this, various visions (wedding song)
To court the corridors (to commit)
To meet in the middle of the sound
Drums and them all (see the silence)

You're lagging innocence like in the rot (and I like it)

Give us some more now that it's over
He ain't coming back 'til the sun drops down
Give us some more now that it's over
He ain't coming back

See the sound that breaks the dissonance (seeing sound)
Down under the covers (just to write it)
Down in foliage (seeing sound)
'Til vines wrap it up and down (get up, get up)

I stare down that corridor, hands up on the wheel
Transmitting signals from the big man
Laughing in the dust of the night
And the land with its death like grip