Lyrics:
the grip that's too tight
Pulling the strings up from the ceiling
Running away from facing the mind
Useless euphoria looks appealing
No one to accuse
Just
that I'll ever get
String up the the bottles on the sycamore tree
And I'll shoot them down
Yeah I'll shoot them down
Yeah I'll shoot them down
With my
strings up in my head
But I don't care
I don't care, as long as you're right there
I don't care, as long as you're right there
I don't care, as long
There's a hundred things hanging in your mind
And I am asking you to string me on the line
String me up with stutters and the stops
Hang me up with
You stitch me up good, and you cut me down
So I string you up to keep you hanging around
You dish the hot stuff up but you keep me waiting
So I'll
heart strings up to higher ground
Something's tugging at my core
Whispers' saying I want more
Shallow water washing over me
Flowing deep into my veins
the acrylic sky
Another tomorrow
(Did you recognize your next-door neighbor today? Sure)
String up your harp, play like today will last five minutes
This
believe what they say
With all their gilded praise
You string up your accolades
They string up your veins
They like to push you up
But they won't let
, in the back
Raise it up, raise it up
Raise it up, raise it up
[Chorus Two: Strings]
Blaze it up, in the front
Blaze it up, in the back
, in the back
Raise it up, raise it up
Raise it up, raise it up
[Chorus Two: Strings]
Blaze it up, in the front
Blaze it up, in the back
So play me like a string up on a violin
I know it sounds so sad but it feels so good
got me locked inside your love without tryin
Like ohhh
So take me
So play me like a string up on a violin
I know it sounds so sad but it feels so good
got me locked inside your love without tryin
Like ohhh
So take me
I see you go
Through a park in a haze
And I don't listen
For traffic going the same way
A simple system
Yeah
I string 'em up
I cut 'em down
I see you go
Through a park in a haze
And I don't listen
For traffic going the same way
A simple system
Yeah
I string 'em up
I cut 'em down
to the poor my good turn for the day
Folded up my old billfold threw it far away
Lord I wish I had some guitar strings Old Black Diamond brand
I'd string
here and I'm alive
A good friend told me I can make the world bow
Just by pulling up some strings or by putting up a fight
There's a knife in my pocket
to tell you
(1 2 3 4)
I don't need your hoodie strings anymore
Picked up all my broken pieces off the floor
Keep my head up and I'm gone I'm looking forward
shoe
Gave a nickle to the poor my good turn for the day
Folded up my own little folder threw it far away.
Lord I wish I had some guitar strings Old
I know what you are
What you are, baby
Look at you
Gettin' more than just a re-up
Baby you
Got all the puppets with their strings up
Fakin'
Strings (You caught me up with)
No Strings (Feel you more than most things)
No Strings, no strings
Say you love me
No strings, feel you more than most
Sometimes I'm scared that I don't know
What pulls you up
What pulls you down
What pulls you back to me my love
What makes you sing
What pulls your strings
No strings
No strings baby
No no no
I got no strings no strings
I got no strings no strings
So I have fun
I'm not tied up
Not to anyone
And they got
paper strings
So let's sit and wait in the kitchen for the kettle to do its thing
Just all of us frozen in a moment, frame it, hang it up with paper
Everything on God, Yeah
Pull up the strings then I blew up the south side, Yeah
Move like we ghost, Yeah
They never see us we cooking dope, Yeah
Move at my
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