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 it’s the heat in here maybe it’s 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 there’s no light anywhere and nothing left to burn And I am this great unstable mass of blood and foam And no emotion that’s 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
