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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,246
Peak in subgenre #116
Author
Fitz/Havik Production
Rights
All Wrongs Reserved
Uploaded
March 31, 2011
Track Files
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MP3 1.4 MB • 128 kbps • 1:33
Lyrics
Cardinals, dice-diamonds and dollar signs-
Two hearts die, but the sun continues to rise
Looking at larv, looking at larv from my perspective
It hurts, it works, I know every word, pity you should say cuz pests won't let live
Small cretins-chemistry terms, between the wasteland and the sky
Humanity is lost with chemical burns
Keep to yourself-like quiet hounds, just lie on the floor
Wipe the blood outta my eyes I can't see through it anymore
Your every step's like a marionette on a string in my dreams
He might be dead, but he done what he did and it's underlying what's to be
But what if I'm alive and death was a dying/drowning dream?
Either way I hope things yank related always remind you of me
I wash well with well water while I well by myself
And I don't care anymore, f-f--f*** my heart, f*** my health
Because I tried and I died so now I close my eyes and dive in, I’m drivin’-
Away, from a not so brave new grave cuz I made a mistake and you won’t clear my name
And so I stave off depression, but save some for the rest of us, and festivus
But the mess has yet to amass, and you’re still completely blind to the fact that
It sometimes is said that while you're tossing and turning and kicking and screaming
you should find yourself once awake in a dream and
then only then will you have the slightest clue, thought or idea of what it's like to be you
and uh.. live through..
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