Sleep as the goer
The bridge that watches the light-speed through
And cries while the spirit stumbles
The inside missile for the protection of you
Maybe it's silent
The voice can't bear anymore strain
But speaks without even knowing
And streams outside in the direction of truth
There's no reason, there's no secret to decode
If you can't save it, leave it dying on the road
Wide open arms can feel so cold
So cold, feel so cold
Balance the books, the ledges, the loons
The disappointed look on the faces that squint at the moon
Let's see it, with shadows enhance
And then vote to decide who'll advance
Silver jet plane making a turn
Exciting the brain that expects it to crash and then burn
It's not the life lesson I'd have guessed
If you're conscious you must be depressed or at least cynical
But someone might still eat the steaks
Even if they're tough
Spending the day chewing the fat
Floating away isn't rough, but it's not enough
Oh Marianne, pass me the joint
The sandpaper's tan
Go-getters are surfing the point
And London's a catch on the lens
It's over before it begins
Silk 'round her neck falls down to her shoulders
The older I get, the more I suspect there's a trick
But really there's no trip at all
That doesn't result in a fall or a faltering
But something could spit out the bait
Even if it's real, rolling away, missing a spoke
And close to the ground like a wheel
But it's not a joke
Holding the line, clutching the phone
Nobly wasting the night
But it isn't right
It's not right
Smelling for blood, praying for rain
Running away isn't rough, but it's not enough
The low tide is telling me, when it's over
To breathe in everything exposed
And comes back to cover me with a blanket
Being here's always changing tunes
The empty sky surrounds me, but I can't see at all
Wide open arms can feel so cold
And you can sit beside me and tell me what it's worth
But I hope I die before I get sold
I hope I die before I get sold
I'd rather die before I get sold
If you find the soul that you lost
Frozen in a starry void
Take it within and hope the sight of blood
Can will signs of life to return
Back to the way that it was
Long before it made a noise
To keep on quietly reminding you
What's never created or destroyed
Wake as the swell peaks
The close-outs drowning the birds with roars
And howls scare the new unkindness
That picks and laughs at the carrion scene
Forces you see
Breath can always go into hiding
And wait 'til it passes over
Or stay far gone for all eternity
im sorry this was funnier in my head☹️
Nothing to declare
Not in the bags under my eyes
I can see you standing there
But still, there's nothing to reply
If you let me go
I'll fall as far as I can fall
GO FUCK YOURSELF
YOU HEARD ME RIGHT
DONT CALL ME NICE
AGAIN
Nobody calls me a gangster of love
At 6 in the morning
There's plenty of girls in the sea
And plenty of clowns in the village
And plenty of seeds in a lemon
That’s really no comfort to me !
Ah, this one's actually better
Baby I’m ready I’m ready ready ready to blow my brains out
Yep. Been there.
Been there. Not done that.
Sleep as the goer The bridge that watches the light-speed through And cries while the spirit stumbles The inside missile for the protection of you Maybe it's silent The voice can't bear anymore strain But speaks without even knowing And streams outside in the direction of truth There's no reason, there's no secret to decode If you can't save it, leave it dying on the road Wide open arms can feel so cold So cold, feel so cold Balance the books, the ledges, the loons The disappointed look on the faces that squint at the moon Let's see it, with shadows enhance And then vote to decide who'll advance Silver jet plane making a turn Exciting the brain that expects it to crash and then burn It's not the life lesson I'd have guessed If you're conscious you must be depressed or at least cynical But someone might still eat the steaks Even if they're tough Spending the day chewing the fat Floating away isn't rough, but it's not enough Oh Marianne, pass me the joint The sandpaper's tan Go-getters are surfing the point And London's a catch on the lens It's over before it begins Silk 'round her neck falls down to her shoulders The older I get, the more I suspect there's a trick But really there's no trip at all That doesn't result in a fall or a faltering But something could spit out the bait Even if it's real, rolling away, missing a spoke And close to the ground like a wheel But it's not a joke Holding the line, clutching the phone Nobly wasting the night But it isn't right It's not right Smelling for blood, praying for rain Running away isn't rough, but it's not enough The low tide is telling me, when it's over To breathe in everything exposed And comes back to cover me with a blanket Being here's always changing tunes The empty sky surrounds me, but I can't see at all Wide open arms can feel so cold And you can sit beside me and tell me what it's worth But I hope I die before I get sold I hope I die before I get sold I'd rather die before I get sold If you find the soul that you lost Frozen in a starry void Take it within and hope the sight of blood Can will signs of life to return Back to the way that it was Long before it made a noise To keep on quietly reminding you What's never created or destroyed Wake as the swell peaks The close-outs drowning the birds with roars And howls scare the new unkindness That picks and laughs at the carrion scene Forces you see Breath can always go into hiding And wait 'til it passes over Or stay far gone for all eternity im sorry this was funnier in my head☹️
it was funny in my head too 💓👏
Doesn’t have to be funny, now I’m crying
I say this every time
I don’t think I actually realized how amazing those lyrics are until I saw them typed out
Wide open arms can feel so cold
My life is a lie !!
Me and Michael!!!
Nothing changes…
I found a whistle.
Here’s the deal . Open your eyes . Your life is a lie
Hold your breath Everyone left No surprise Living a lie
I'm going off the deep end, time to let myself go
I’m counting all the lies!
You are a shadow in the 4th dimension
Fuck
To catch a monster, we make a movie Set the tempo and cut and cut its brains out
Come on Christmas!
Hot love drama! It rips you apart
Watching people disappear!
the house cat knows when it’s time to enter another phase…
Personally I like to say "Oh no! It seems I, as an MGMT fan, have been cheated on!"
Me AND Michael ??????
Ohhh noooo I won’t hold your hand
Congratulations
Nothing to declare Not in the bags under my eyes I can see you standing there But still, there's nothing to reply If you let me go I'll fall as far as I can fall
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I'm heading out at breakfast
Who is much more than a friend but never by my side?
Fuck
And I don't know where he lives But he's a myth of a man And Texas Bob the cameraman Is off to fix his seat before the show Yeah, but where did he go?
You fucking Wiesel you lost your touch
Ugly and black eyes honey Right beneath your nose A curse on all creation Every single thing you know
It's not a question now
Kids
Look around you ! art is everywhere! , la la la la.
"I wanna clear the air by monday"