Lyrics:
of disaster
Couldn't you?
Always feeling tense
I await calamity
At times, I feel I can't even trust the ground under my feet
Floating atop a mushroom
Drive us by pitchfork to caves by the sea
Atop the mountain, under cities
We are monsters, we are older than men
Yes, we are Gorgons and we will have
The explanation
The balance of life and happiness
Sits atop the shoulders of those who wait
I can't keep waiting around for things to change
Life isn't a golden
The silent giant stands alone
Atop his distant windswept throne
He stares out at the sea
And waits for it to carry him home
The silent giant stands and waits
Goose is with my brother as he pours another double and
I confide atop the Clyde exactly where the dove'll land
See me bleed in CDG and stuff it in
to my people
My sermon as I stand atop the steeple
Emancipating all of the proclamations
They been making
Pain galore
When the blades drawn then it's
There was no revolution
Where we uprooted the big boss and tossed his freshly severed head on the lawn of the Whitehouse
From atop an improvised
to fall when you wanted to fly
I lay atop the futon where I sit and sigh
And nothing's alright
And if I saw you
Standing there
I think I'd ask
How long
Into the unknown
Took in the view from atop the cliff
But then tripped and fell into the abyss
You might lose your faith when you're falling hard
Still,
BETTING ON THE WRONG HORSE
WORKING FOR THE WEEKEND
WE WILL BATTLE THROUGH A WHIRWILD
CLIMB ATOP THE ANTHILL
WORKING FOR THE WEEKEND
TONIGHT, I GET HIGH
atop my throne
No, woah
How can I get back
On my own terms
No, woah
Look at me
There's no crown
Didn't need it anyway
It's a mind game
Look at smile
and throw it all away
If I could scream these words atop my lungs, it'd never make a change
So I'll sit alone, beside my bed, and strum my thoughts away
Absent minded driving down 31
Picked up sophie with someone that you dont like
I dont love you but damn does it all run down
Stopped atop mt.
now the status quo
Lets give the world a show
These wings, tearing through my flesh
Puking to eat or puking from the stress?
Fly atop this city, larvae
now the status quo
Lets give the world a show
These wings, tearing through my flesh
Puking to eat or puking from the stress?
Fly atop this city, larvae
I was smitten with how she wore flowers
Riding atop a fish alongside the road
My farewell could not come out
Entangled by her hair
I was illustrious
Alive for fleeting, subtle thrill
Inhale the air atop the hill
Before my rock rolls back down to shadows
An aced audition for a play
That spans
of suffering built by Gods and monsters (we are their tools),
how long will they profiteer atop the mountains of our dead?
False flag bearing jingoists, herded
Beasts high atop
Drab slag heaps
Hammer their drums,
Stirring their keeps.
And they'll pray to their Gods
To calm that which aches,
As they dig
dis woman a guh dat
Buss a wind and grind atop slowy
Dirty wind a gyal har unruly
Will a guh mus gon mek a movie Oooway
Buss a wind and grind atop
to be king
And snow-capped mountains and valleys all around us
Well sing to me, what you really want to see
(Atop sequoia trees, atop sequoia trees)
Life
to the quarters
Clean off the road you came
Leave no steps in order
Leave no thoughts in brain
(A light is atop the haven)
(That's lit where I fix up my plans)
(To
the rain
She won’t walk in the rain
Dictating orders atop her throne, because she won’t walk in the rain
She won’t walk in the rain
A many a thieves along
Aauuuuh
Cloned desire
Atop an empty throne
Beauty atop a vacant stare
Nothings all I want to know
I'm just visiting... I don't know where
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