letra de (still) basically a god - you, me, and everyone we know
reading the body keeps a score
i can’t tell who’s winning, but i’m feeling pretty sore
more symptoms to ignore
bracing leads to pacing
leads to shingles, i’m sure
the hard part
once i begin
to look down without falling in
i’m still wading through mud
and i’m still
out here for blood
the weight of its years makes this ship hard to steer
but i guess it just will
’til i’m customizing cushions on the couch
the insurrection in my nose has me breathing through my mouth
every sign or confirmation of my declining respiration
then my friend, nyquil, takes me out
the hard part
once i begin
to look down without falling in
i’m still wading through mud
and i’m still
out here for blood
the weight of its years makes this ship hard to steer
but i guess it just will
’til i’m still…
we don’t deserve saving
years off, we keep shaving
but then, watching some birds pick apart
an overly laid-back squirrel
i can feel my own mortal coil start to come unfurled
i’m unfurled
i’m basically a god, in the sense
i distort time and sp-ce, i’m so dense
so abandon your cars, hope you’re rich enough for mars
because i haven’t ruled out meteors yet
letras aleatórias
- letra de heavy pockets - thouxanbanfauni
- letra de it won't take a miracle - the o'henry band
- letra de promiscuidad - def con dos
- letra de what's happening brother - everette harp
- letra de night at the disco - j.r cruise
- letra de dando vueltas - nidos
- letra de 17 days - self
- letra de shadow - the rocket (be)
- letra de kill yourself live - mudhoney
- letra de open to interpretation.... - quentin miller