song : autoclave
artist : the mountain goats

C B A G x2

C B A G
hand me your hand let me look in your eyes
C B A G
as my last chance to feel human begins to vaporize
C B A G
maybe its the heat in here maybe its the pressure
F
you ought to head for the exits the sooner the better

C B A G
i Am this great , unstable mass of blood and foam
C B A G
and no in her right mind would make my home her home
F
my heart is an autoclave
F
my heart is an autoclave

when i try to open up to you i get completely lost
houses swallowed by the earth windows thick with frost
and i reach deep down within but the pathways twist and turn
and theres no light anywhere and nothing left to burn

and i Am this great unstable mass of blood and foam
and no emotion thats worth having can call my heart its home
my hearts an autoclave
my hearts an autoclave

i dream’t that i was perched atop a throne of human skulls
on a cliff above the ocean howling wind and shrieking seagulls
and the dream went on forever one single static frame
sometimes you want to go where everybody knows your name

i Am this great , unstable mass of blood and foam
and no in her right mind would make her home my home
my heart is an autoclave
my heart is an autoclave