Animals of Prey
We go down like moles, claws dig an endless hole
We descend on fours, our snouts lead us on
We fall down without notes, and so we build a barren moat
Work through the night, our eyes opaque
Our fingers cold, kisses in rain
Ah...
We fall down in pairs
Moles locked in a blind stare
Your pearly mouth, it cracks a smile
Without a sound, the blind lead blind
Ah, ah, ah...
We the animals of prey
Have become cannibals untamed
Under the stars, the moles go far
Into the earth like a sinking stone
Ah...
We ascend as swans
Glide through blue waters calm
Exhausted head, it falls asleep
Under a rock, after the dig
Ah...
We wake up as swans
Songs sung for no one
Left in the night, the moles asleep
Forgotten prey, dead rodent stink
Ah...
We get up as swans
Big bird in a small pond
Our eyes are smiles, our fingers cold
Our lips are frowns, our toes have mold
Ah, ah, ah...
We the animals of prey
Have become cannibals untamed
Dug in the night, we use our spit
And make a moat where we play dead
Ah...
We the animals of prey
Have become cannibals untamed
Dug in the night, we use our spit
And make a moat where we play dead
We play dead, where we play dead
Where we play dead
Where we play dead
Where we play dead
Where we play dead
Where we play dead
Where we play dead
Where we play dead...
We descend on fours, our snouts lead us on
We fall down without notes, and so we build a barren moat
Work through the night, our eyes opaque
Our fingers cold, kisses in rain
Ah...
We fall down in pairs
Moles locked in a blind stare
Your pearly mouth, it cracks a smile
Without a sound, the blind lead blind
Ah, ah, ah...
We the animals of prey
Have become cannibals untamed
Under the stars, the moles go far
Into the earth like a sinking stone
Ah...
We ascend as swans
Glide through blue waters calm
Exhausted head, it falls asleep
Under a rock, after the dig
Ah...
We wake up as swans
Songs sung for no one
Left in the night, the moles asleep
Forgotten prey, dead rodent stink
Ah...
We get up as swans
Big bird in a small pond
Our eyes are smiles, our fingers cold
Our lips are frowns, our toes have mold
Ah, ah, ah...
We the animals of prey
Have become cannibals untamed
Dug in the night, we use our spit
And make a moat where we play dead
Ah...
We the animals of prey
Have become cannibals untamed
Dug in the night, we use our spit
And make a moat where we play dead
We play dead, where we play dead
Where we play dead
Where we play dead
Where we play dead
Where we play dead
Where we play dead
Where we play dead
Where we play dead...
Credits
Writer(s): Joel Gibb
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