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squalloscope - fuel lyrics

there’s no rest for the crickets for the crickets are like the troubled sea
they’ve been carrying my troubles, all that trouble’s carried me
in my rocking chair out front with a book across my knees
in my land-locked paradise men don’t fall far from the trees
i heard a symphony last night, summer’s owls and cicadas
i heard the ground vibrate, humming like electric wires
humming like the end is nigh and the night is full or errors
humming hopeful little lies grown into trembling adult tremors

and i swear it’s getting better
and i swear it’s getting better

so, the nails in the attic are patiently waiting to draw blood
i hear the snakes coming up from the bas-m-nt
i am just waiting for the river to flood
for a life-sized tornado in a mid-sized paper cup
for the atlantic ocean in my infinity tub
simon says nothing of relevance, he says ‚”put your hands up‚”
he keeps huffing and puffing and oh, simon can blow us
but simon can’t blow this house down nor blow this house up

and i swear it’s getting better
to h-ll with this town
to h-ll with this weather

humanity’s my ultimate problematic favorite
i am sobbing and i savor it, it’s fogging up my brainy bits
it logs into my private sh-t and just shrug and run with it
it’s wanted for -ssault but wait, i am running low on battery
leave the motor running when you pick me up tonight
throw a pebble at the window, second one from the right
they say ladies don’t do what i do. well, i am glad they don’t
i hope they’re busy getting sh-t done – if not with you, then on their own
i was already screaming internally before i came into this world
they gave me a body of water, i gave them a body of work
and i’m your girl, but remember i am my girl as well
when this is all over we’ll build things back up ourselves
and don’t get me wrong but you should get me a drink
because sometimes i crack up and then i crumble
and then i f-ck up, i am a bad example
and then i fall apart and i need fuel to think

at the end of the road
where this town ends
but people don’t

- squalloscope lyrics

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