curl up and die – god is in his heaven, all is right with the world lyrics
1) sedation is not meditation. that’s isn’t what subst-tutes for conversation.
and who is wrong over holes burning into their heads or bloated sacks shifting in
their stomachs?
over feeling unloved, worn out and with nothing?
2) the decomposing human bodies moving in a vibrant language. sending signals
in unfortunate ways, (through unstable tones.)
just enough to kow that there is no recovery. how can i even compare? (i’m hiding
out. shaving my head. i’m screening calls. covering my tracks.)
i want to form some sort of expression. i want to make some sense out of this.
without calculating the collective, i want to know everything.
sometimes i don’t want to scream and sometimes i don’t want to be around here.
sometimes i just want to pilot a giant robot, spending days that only exist in my
head.
instead of excuses i will be looking for reasons,
finding p-ssion in my own instead of convenience.
Random Lyrics
- augustana – heart shaped gun lyrics
- cheap trick – won’t take no for an answer lyrics
- cheap trick – writing on the wall lyrics
- cheap trick – wrong all along lyrics
- white tony joe – (you’re gonna look) good in blues lyrics
- cheap trick – wrong side of love lyrics
- curl up and die – an uncorfortable routine lyrics
- cheap trick – you’re all talk lyrics
- cheap trick – you drive, i’ll steer lyrics
- cheap trick – you let a lotta people down lyrics