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Mute Math (MUTEMATH) · Mute Math [Bonus CD] (MUTEMATH) · Mute Math [Advance] (MUTEMATH) · Mute Math (MUTEMATH) · Math Sheets Demo (Alexisonfire) · Wrath of the Math [Clean] (Jeru the Damaja) · Simple Math (Manchester Orchestra) · Simple Math (Manchester Orchestra) · Wrath of the Math (Jeru the Damaja) · Simple Mental Math (Architecture in Helsinki) – and 90 other albums »


them fall away
Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting
I've done the math enough to know the dangers of our second guessing
Doomed
armament to outlast
This cold royal path
I can hear them call
The king must fall

Strayed by the four winds
Over the land and far away
Through the dark
Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting
I've done the math enough to know the dangers of our second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow,
of two...this is me if this is...the one who left by way of math equations sent ice running across beelines tangled. Loopholes tightened off with tiny crushes.
Does it seem colder in your summertime and hotter in your fall
If we were made in his image then call us by our names
Most intellects do not believe in
at all
Does it seem colder in your summertime and hotter in your fall
If we were made in his image then call us by our names
Most intellects do not
at all
Does it seem colder in your summertime and hotter in your fall
If we were made in his image then call us by our names
Most intellects do not
at all
Does it seem colder in your summertime and hotter in your fall
If we were made in his image then call us by our names
Most intellects do not
at all
Does it seem colder in your summertime and hotter in your fall
If we were made in his image then call us by our names
Most intellects do not
of illustrations.
Fall, rise and fatal conclusion.

Soaked by water, a blinding tear.
Nothing to see, nothing to flee.
Burnt by fire, the future I sear.
scared, alone
I'm looking into your eyes to feel your call
Pretty thing that catches me so strong when I fall

Another shining morning
[?] got you by
Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting
I've done the math enough to know the dangers of our second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow,
Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting
I've done the math enough to know the dangers of our second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow,
Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting
I've done the math enough to know the dangers of our second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow,
Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting
I've done the math enough to know the dangers of our second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow,
of a math professor

Even when the last tree falls, there will be fire
Even when the last bird is gone, Wooden boxes
Lovingly made by hand, filled up with
Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting
I've done the math enough to know the dangers of our second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow,
Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting
I've done the math enough to know the dangers of our second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow,
Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting
I've done the math enough to know the dangers of our second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow,
that he knows nothin' at all
Does it seem colder in your summer time and hotter in your fall
If we were made in his image then call us by our names.
math
You forced us in the ghetto and then you took our dads
The belly of the beast, these streets are demons’ abs
I’m telling you that setup in them
at all
Does it seem colder in your summertime and hotter in your fall
If we were made in his image then call us by our names
Most intellects do not
bed 
I haven't studied for my test and all my homework is a mess 
Back to school again 

down by the lockers at lunch time 
That's where we'll be my
at all
Does it seem colder in your summertime and hotter in your fall
If we were made in his image then call us by our names
Most intellects do not
at all
Does it seem colder in your summertime and hotter in your fall
If we were made in his image then call us by our names
Most intellects do not