At The Drive-In – Call Broken Arrow Lyrics

Call Broken Arrow By Contagions by At The Drive-In
Album : in·ter a·li·a
Released : 2017
Genre : Alternative Rock
Label : Rise Records

Racing toward the fever
Salted stains in the shape of continents
Sitting shotgun in his walk
The wish is father to the thought
He says tonight
Will be the very last time
To get the hell out of here
He’s the prince of far gone

Pacing every seizure
Digging spurs into his chest
He whips himself into the keys
“I am the new born philistine!”
Because the choice of his disease
Is your demise
To get the hell out of here
He’s the prince of far gone
And he’s always stealing flowers
From my stone
Never once repaying that which he does owe
God help me

The zero hour delegates his suicide
The whitest flag he loves to wave
And like a newborn finds a yawn
To cash the treasure he has lost
He thinks tonight’s going to be
The very last time
To get the hell out of here
He’s the prince of far gone
And he’s always stealing flowers
From my stone
Never once repaying that which he does owe
God help him

Desecrate it, Desecrate it all
Call broken arrow and level this ground
Desecrate it, Desecrate it all
Call broken arrow this is all his fault
And he’s always stealing flowers
From my stone
Never once repaying that which he does owe
God help him

○ At The Drive-In – in·ter a·li·a (Album 2017)
01. ‘No Wolf Like The Present
02. ‘Continuum
03. ‘Tilting At The Univendor
04. ‘Governed By Contagions
05. ‘Pendulum In A Peasant Dress
06. ‘Incurably Innocent
07. ‘Call Broken Arrow
08 ‘Holtzclaw
09. ‘Torrentially Cutshaw
10. ‘Ghost-tape No.9
11. ‘Hostage Stamps

○ Listen to “At The Drive-In” Songs

● “Star Slight ”

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[ Quotable ]
He spits on your tip-toes
(Guided by star slight)
And you keep hugging folklore
(Nowhere is home)
To cover
Discover
(Inside of my mind)
Cover
Discover
But this is star slight

● “Chanbara ”

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Prosthetic, prosthetic, prosthetic blemish
Necro is the Velcro on the charred appendage
Cauterize solder gun in the melting of seeds
Oh, dear god, what a tangled web we weave

● “Rolodex Propaganda ”

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Jigsaw pattern dominoes left a trail
The whites of their eyes polaroids of the tale
For our amusement we bring stares to the defendants
Mechanical panaceas absolved by history
Phonetic paralysis inflicted through morality
The seed that it nurtured was a wilted bouquet
Temper temper temperature