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exventory - failure feathers lyrics

there’s a standard i want you to break
cause you’re sifting through yourself
a dusty attic shelf
attached to nothing else
but loose feathers on your tail
y’know you can’t burn backwards, gail

no bucket list, no drive
before your feathers start to die
go do some friggen lines
there’s not much time alive
take you anywhere, bro
say the word and i’ll go
far past ohio

you move legato
and i’m scared a lot so
i call you out for being old
wheel you to atlantis
drive cross the planet
and you’ll stand and laugh like you once did
but instead you’ll sit therе
both arms on a chair
while i’m crazy and illogical
tell me who knows us
wе’re vantablack husks
what do you say, gail, you, or us?
glad i convinced you there was no option
you smell baby blue and re+see the sun
they started the funeral potluck
it’ll be overwhelming
cause now you’ve had some fun

moments to look back on
only focus on the right ones
the last feel way more potent
cause of this, gail, it’s important

kinda feels like you’ve been chosen
and your life has formed a stolen
with the ones you’ve met while touring
man, i feel new passions forming
i really want you to be missed
you know get yourself a good kiss
you forgot that in your bitterness
to complete a figure of six

man, you’re taking water for granted
stop spilling tea
it’s tough to watch old folks eat
love island on tv

but beat the sun in a staring contest
and you can beat death
at least i thought stimuli
would bring back your good health
cause helping you is all for me
you’re drained. where’s my refill, please
the natural thing for you to do
was die, patient

trying new things in a modern style’s
like some weird imitation
oh, cause no glass mountains
or bonkers far+lands
could give back true elation
to you

i’m gonna make it my mission statement
i’m not gonna be like that
all the no one in my inner+circle
will know, i’m not gonna lock myself in a room
and do the same exact thing every single day

it’s not crying, it’s the cold wind
why the h+ll am i judging

i’ll never feel that i’ve been chosen
and i haven’t formed a stolen
go outside and still a shut+in
not a single passion forming
i really want the world to miss me
something’s gonna k!ll me
and i’m scareder than i’ll ever be
you move legato
and i’m scared a lot so
i call you out for being cold
i wheeled you to atlantis
drove cross the planet
and you stood and laughed like you once did
and now we just sit there
both arms on armchair
crazy and illogical
the critical gash
we’re vantablack sacks
and in turns of satisfaction, i’m the last guy to ask

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