Bad Air, Still Water Songtext
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Bad Air, Still Water Songtext
God help me
This monochrome adage!
Please don′t read too much into
What happened here
I thought it was over
And I pretend to know
Your ghost would never take me
Back to you
Don't pay any mind to the cynical
They don′t know any better
What was signed on the dotted line
Conceptualized in a deviled egg then swallowed whole
Cast out in the darkness
There is nothing else
The blind man patrols his inner self
Don't pay any mind to the cynical
They don't know any better
Underlined was the goddamned lie
Conceptualized in a deviled egg then swallowed whole
And now you choke on your word
Given to a higher self
Conceptualized
Conceptualized
Conceptualized
If everything′s connected
Through suffering on endless wave
A handheld hellhound of white blood cells
Turning backwards
Don′t pay any mind to the cynical
They don't know any better
What was signed on the dotted line
Conceptualized in a deviled egg then swallowed whole
Is there is no escape
Am I enslaved to this feeling?
Another human shape
Starts to form, the time is fleeting
Is there no escape
I mean, am I even helping?
Could you, just in case
Hold me responsible?
There must be some mistake
This monochrome adage!
Please don′t read too much into
What happened here
I thought it was over
And I pretend to know
Your ghost would never take me
Back to you
Don't pay any mind to the cynical
They don′t know any better
What was signed on the dotted line
Conceptualized in a deviled egg then swallowed whole
Cast out in the darkness
There is nothing else
The blind man patrols his inner self
Don't pay any mind to the cynical
They don't know any better
Underlined was the goddamned lie
Conceptualized in a deviled egg then swallowed whole
And now you choke on your word
Given to a higher self
Conceptualized
Conceptualized
Conceptualized
If everything′s connected
Through suffering on endless wave
A handheld hellhound of white blood cells
Turning backwards
Don′t pay any mind to the cynical
They don't know any better
What was signed on the dotted line
Conceptualized in a deviled egg then swallowed whole
Is there is no escape
Am I enslaved to this feeling?
Another human shape
Starts to form, the time is fleeting
Is there no escape
I mean, am I even helping?
Could you, just in case
Hold me responsible?
There must be some mistake
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