YouLyric
Sign in
Sign up for free
Cold Press Rail
Share
Chris Bathgate
What's this song about?
Generate meaning
1
I quit my shoes for a big boat baby
2
ow I have my hands on a cold press rail
3
I cut my shape out of plastic and nylon
4
ow I have a cage made of rosewood and steel
5
I have a knife for a cuff that can capture
6
and I have a cuff for a collar that hails
7
I have my states you have words you attain
8
so I drank my thimble and ordered a pail
9
I let my feet fall from four forty stories
10
onto a platform of solder and steam
11
I have a brow that was born to betray me
12
and I may be gone but not quite to bury
13
I have my states you have words to attain
14
More than the crumbs I bled for this evening
15
I saw true life just lie dead before me
16
and I called it god and know I'm its son
7 views
0 meanings
Go Pro
Unlimited meanings · Priority generation
Upgrade