Gutter Priestess lyrics
by Frankie and the Witch Fingers
[Verse 1]
She's feeling hungry, her serrated lips
Can feed you every hour
The gutter priestess cracks ravenous whips
To jigsaw babies to sleep
The sticky honey aluminum drips
Onto her pale complexion
Dehumanizing with every sip
Debugging motherless screams
[Pre-Chorus]
Pain in the night as the leather bites can get dangerous
Loaded and spun in a motel gun can get dangerous
Mentally ill in a spoon-fed thrill can get dangerous
Lighter, a straw, and a disco ball will endanger us
[Chorus]
Are you a feeler
And are you feeling it now?
Soon you'll be drained out
She eats your heart before it quickens
Are you a bleeder
Or are you bleeding them out?
It's either way now
She knows just how to stick it deep in
[Post-Chorus]
Nice to see your color fading out
[Verse 2]
She's diagnosing the unpleasant fits
The taste of funeral flowers
The gutter priestess, a contortionist
Who sucks on metal machines
Her crushed-up money and wet fingertips
Keep fighting deep infections
Dehumanizing with every sip
Feverish limousine dreams
[Pre-Chorus]
Pain in the night as the leather bites can get dangerous
Loaded and spun in a motel gun can get dangerous
Mentally ill in a spoon-fed thrill can get dangerous
Lighter, a straw, and a disco ball will endanger us
[Chorus]
Are you a feeler
And are you feeling it now?
Soon you'll be drained out
She eats your heart before it quickens
Are you a bleeder
Or are you bleeding them out?
It's either way now
She knows just how to stick it deep in
[Post-Chorus]
Nice to see your color fading out
Nice to see your color fading out
[Instrumental Break]
[Outro]
If gutter priestess is dead
Who's crawling inside your head?
Nothing to cling to
If gutter priestess is dead
Who's crawling inside your head?
Nothing to cling to
If gutter priestess is dead
Who's crawling inside your head?
Nothing to cling to
If gutter priestess is dead
Who's crawling inside your head?
Who's crawling inside your head?
Who's crawling inside your head?
If gutter priestess is dead
Who's crawling inside your head?
Nothing to cling to