By no design
In the stairwell of your carapace
Your fortress of sinew and steel
Don't you get bored
Just staring through the crack in the door?
You know no one is home
So why act unsure?
Your malnourished architecture
Trembles with each austere breath
A recursive dream of
A panic attack
The bell keeps ringing
Slip under the door
Don't you get bored
Just staring through the crack in the door?
Come on in, it's so cold outside
We're stocked for a war
Munitions from the ceiling to the floor
Show your teeth, let me be terrified
Oh and we will make no
Compromises
The bell keeps ringing
Slip under the door
Is the body a property?
Razor wire anatomy
Maybe I'm "4real"
Let me spell it out
In the soft topography
Of corporeal territory
Maybe I'm "4real"
Is the body a property?
Is the body a property?
Take control of your property
Mutilation autonomy
Reclamation of territory
Glass Beach - slip under the door Lyrics
Glass Beach - slip under the door Lyrics
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By no design
In the stairwell of your carapace
Your fortress of sinew and steel
Don't you get bored
Just staring through the crack in the door?
You know no one is home
So why act unsure?
Your malnourished architecture
Trembles with each austere breath
A recursive dream of
A panic attack
The bell keeps ringing
Slip under the door
Don't you get bored
Just staring through the crack in the door?
Come on in, it's so cold outside
We're stocked for a war
Munitions from the ceiling to the floor
Show your teeth, let me be terrified
Oh and we will make no
Compromises
The bell keeps ringing
Slip under the door
Is the body a property?
Razor wire anatomy
Maybe I'm "4real"
Let me spell it out
In the soft topography
Of corporeal territory
Maybe I'm "4real"
Is the body a property?
Is the body a property?
Take control of your property
Mutilation autonomy
Reclamation of territory
In the stairwell of your carapace
Your fortress of sinew and steel
Don't you get bored
Just staring through the crack in the door?
You know no one is home
So why act unsure?
Your malnourished architecture
Trembles with each austere breath
A recursive dream of
A panic attack
The bell keeps ringing
Slip under the door
Don't you get bored
Just staring through the crack in the door?
Come on in, it's so cold outside
We're stocked for a war
Munitions from the ceiling to the floor
Show your teeth, let me be terrified
Oh and we will make no
Compromises
The bell keeps ringing
Slip under the door
Is the body a property?
Razor wire anatomy
Maybe I'm "4real"
Let me spell it out
In the soft topography
Of corporeal territory
Maybe I'm "4real"
Is the body a property?
Is the body a property?
Take control of your property
Mutilation autonomy
Reclamation of territory
Writer: J McClendon, Jonas Newhouse, Layne Smith, William White
Copyright: Lyrics © TERRORBIRD PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © TERRORBIRD PUBLISHING LLC
Performed By: Glass Beach
Language: English
Length: 5:28
Written by: J McClendon, Jonas Newhouse, Layne Smith, William White