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John Kimball
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Life is just a misspelled line walked for selfish gain A useless grind that strains your mind eight hours a day So I'll stretch my brain and let me muscles weaken But I'll be smart enough to run And it seems to me that karma's work is never done My demand is unanswered, on the way to soul exchange Cutting branches to feed the machine so the gears never get strained Refrain here, lost my blinders that got me through grade school The same day I stared at the sun, rebelling against the rules,' Now I've grown with my disguise on, molding as plastic Melting under god's tears and blaming the devils magic I admit that I'm a neophyte with to much decorum With a million dope verses but no memory to store them And being cute is temporary, so these good looks with carry me To the gates of permanence Where my old room is sanctuary, chances are I'll lose my breath Never trust the oxygen; there have been phrases to be dragged out But I leave nothing to be imagined There's no good and evil, it's all angelic and venomous,' And I'm fed up with blaming and depressing let downs There is so much more to talk about Yeah I've been a problem solved, called to arms by sidewalk sermons Using instinct to rethink what the world has been deserving It's a self inflicting interesting way of communicating With me talking nonsense and dq's hands translating Now I'm retreating from the light bulbs having my days and nights switch Living it up in a mess of records and cancer sticks Makers got truckloads of answers just to patch up my holes Slowly dragging my lagging feet over these hot coals Let the cobwebs unravel and become straight lines Leaving no where for the ambitious spider to climb So what if laughter was the answer and all the jokes were enough So at the end of the day we would only have the day to discuss Until then I'll give life to the inanimate And when the time is right I'll ditch my stride and find a bandwagon to travel in Before I go please tell me who I blame for being typical Myself, I'm just a dream who gave up on being cynical There's no good and evil, it's all angelic and venomous,' And I'm fed up with blaming and depressing let downs There is so much more to talk about Now I'm rewriting the ending losing my currency's priority A capitalist with ties to the ghost shirt society Fulfilling your request to handle this with sobriety I'm an activist, who lost the will to topple conformity See there's more to reach we barely made it to seven songs deep And you should be able to tell from the company I keep That this never trip will be my final manuscript Titled exhaustion and showing at your local cinema six Every time I cough I think that my soul shifts position And I'm looking to relax and repair my broken condition It's the end of compromise and it's the end of all devotion And I can't find a cure if I can't stomach the potion I've been stuck in this dark room waiting to be centralized You think my excuses are fresh now, watch me kill it when it's memorized And I've been talking to much so now it's time I pass the flashlight Djdq give them some superglue for their insides
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