Lyrics:
on their plate
If it means a full meal
Few have cut their strings
And risked it all to chase
Their dreams
Most seek the quick buck
The perfect tan
The easy
There's nothing to hold us down. we'll cut the strings. we'll kiss the ground goodbye. we'll catch up a western breeze that eddies us up past
We once drew
Some lines in black
And right now it's about time
We took them back
So bored of losing ground to the heresy
In our hearts…
With
I did
Stuck out that weather with those bone cut chills
The warmth we brought was enough
To make us feel at home
And we shared our fire
Crossed
The end of light, a snow white blame
A broken girl in neon rain
The next in line, drink acid rain
Tickle spiders when they crawl
So testify
lines to bad lands
I/m leaving nothing to chance
Courageous mind
My left hand
Reaches for you in holding
Oh for dear life, cut from old cloth
Burning I've been serving lines since back before the streamers
Ran in and changed the meters
To way beyond the fever
We kept on rocking like the stones
The full moon touched the cold steel lines
The rail bed was frozen with ice
In the distance an engine was keepin' good time
The steam whistle
line like a stick figure
Cause my words are wild, and when I write
They can't wait for the sentence like family victims of a murder trial
Openly flow
Cut to the seagull
The quarryman
The castle
The barnacles
The cliff edge
The joy
Up in the tower that looks out to sea
The pink dressing room
You better watch yourself this time
On your waiting in a long line
Of kicking off a slow crime
I guess the Devil wouldn't have you
But you used
of grace
But pauses rattle on about the way
That you cut the snow-fence, braved the blood, the metal of those hearts
That you always end up pressing
we are brilliant (uh-uh)
Cut diamonds, chillin' on the fingers of the women we chose as they mommas
And don't make me kill for 'em, you could judge
""Lead: Carroll Encircled cut off from reinforcement at all costs you must hold the line Living among the slain with the knowledge You could join
the intentional dreaming and patriotic cut-outs? I still feel the strangulation throttling me out This is still not the way you want to end The leaves swing down
Could we step out of line
And relocate somewhere we could misbehave at night
There's a lot to be gained, if you try
See, some people keep you dry
I can go anywhere that I want
I just gotta turn myself inside out and back to front
Cut out shapes and worn out spaces
Add some sparkles
bumps
I mean kiki, wanna shake my
Really wanna chill in cuts, sip these cups
Turn around for what? Not you, bruh bruh
I kiss boys but it's just for
can really make you weak
And I'm coming back 'round
From a five year rebound
Would you give me one sign to go on
So you cut your teeth before I
leave you pounding
on the door.
to pry open the heart that’s rusted shut
mend the lines of talk
where the’ve all been cut
makes a man wanna cry
when
ruby lips
They being soft and fine
For many’s the time they were
Pressed to mine
Oh i’ll go fishing in yonder’s brook
And i’ll catch my love
With a line
of Poseidon
Abrasive arrival, basically spiral, viral eight headed Hydra, Cairo
Amen-Ra, Amon Düül, Dawn World rise on all of you
My pawns can cut a king in
nigga, check out my man
He got braids and with bread break ape on your grave
We from the gutta niggas, chest sputta what up
Fuckin with us or get you cut
don't let it burn
Gota make this money the best way we kno how
Cause aint nothing funny when they cut the lights out
Mamas always workin n daddy hes gone
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