Colorfinger Culver Palms Lyrics

Culver Palms Lyrics

I heard the truth about you 

And it doesn't really read at all, 

Like the whipping stick you raised me with 

A scared woman in a private hell 

Hushed voice like electric bell 

Strange talk about Edgar Cayce 

And the long lame walk of the dark 70's 

Strange talk about Edgar Cayce

 And the long lame walk of the dark 70's 

I heard the truth about you, yeah you

Mama they woke me up 

I was deep in an idiot sleep 

I was just 8 years old 

I heard big words with a horrible sound 

Mama they called my school 

To tell me my mother had a nervous breakdown 



I wish I believed like you do, yeah you

In the myth of a merciful God, in the myth of a heaven or hell 

I hear the voices you hear sometimes

Sometimes it gets so much, I feel like letting go 

Sometimes it gets so hard I feel like letting it go 

Sometimes it gets so Goddamn hard I feel like letting it all go 

Letting it all go ( x5 )



Ran away, went looking for you 

back to Culver City and the old neighbourhood 

Need to know if you were really gone, 

Need to know if you were gone for good 

I ran through the projects at night, 

Hide in the dark from my friends in the light 

Hide from my brother-in-law, 

Hide from the things he'd say 

Said you weren't losing your mind, 

Said you just needed a rest 

Said you'd be coming home soon, 

Said the doctors there would know what's best 

Said that maybe I could go live with them for a while



I heard the truth about you 

I heard the truth about you 

I know the truth about you 

I know the truth, I know the truth 

I know the truth about you 

Yeah, they woke me up 

I was just 8 years old 

Sometimes it gets so hard I feel like letting it go 

Sometimes it gets so hard I feel like letting it all go…