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lyrics
Empty threats of suicide,
As you talk about the meaning
Without actually dreaming of
Doing the deed any time soon.
If everything is so light and empty,
How come it feels so heavy?
And if life is so simple and easy,
How come its driving you crazy?
With pre-sleep conclusions
That heaven is using
It's role in your heart
For its own stupid part in
Putting off beauty until doom.
If everything is so light and empty,
How come it feels so heavy?
And if life is so simple and easy,
How come its driving you crazy?
Hope-sick brain,
The elevator came,
Took us up on down,
But we ended in the same place,
You know we ended in the same place.
Where we stepped right out
Into the hollows of the mouth,
Finally gonna make it to the
What's it all about?
All this water in the drought...
Rode it like a carpet
Through the big, white store,
Up and down the aisles,
Always wanting more,
Always wanting more.
But your pocket's full of lint,
The elevator went,
Trying not to hurry,
But now you're chasing it,
Flying but falling back...
Because the wax wings melt,
And the paper wings burn,
But when the sun's gone out,
We're all getting hurt
As you talk about the meaning
Without actually dreaming of
Doing the deed any time soon.
If everything is so light and empty,
How come it feels so heavy?
And if life is so simple and easy,
How come its driving you crazy?
With pre-sleep conclusions
That heaven is using
It's role in your heart
For its own stupid part in
Putting off beauty until doom.
If everything is so light and empty,
How come it feels so heavy?
And if life is so simple and easy,
How come its driving you crazy?
Hope-sick brain,
The elevator came,
Took us up on down,
But we ended in the same place,
You know we ended in the same place.
Where we stepped right out
Into the hollows of the mouth,
Finally gonna make it to the
What's it all about?
All this water in the drought...
Rode it like a carpet
Through the big, white store,
Up and down the aisles,
Always wanting more,
Always wanting more.
But your pocket's full of lint,
The elevator went,
Trying not to hurry,
But now you're chasing it,
Flying but falling back...
Because the wax wings melt,
And the paper wings burn,
But when the sun's gone out,
We're all getting hurt
credits
from Mean,
released September 25, 2018
lyrics written by Edward Madill
lyrics written by Edward Madill
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Jun 14Lawrence, KS
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