Passive Resistor Songtext
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Passive Resistor Songtext
Cozy in this home
Burnt up swollen pains
Fear is on the plate but you can′t recognize the
Danger that you've gotten yourself in
Do as I am told
Not for long
But on the mattress
I had a good time
I can′t remember
She wore the same brands as everyone else
That's why I don't mind if she deciphers the lines
Welcome to despair
This is my trophy room
And fear is on the plate but you can′t recognize the
Anger as it builds beneath the skin
Cause it′s fucking mine
But on the mattress
I had a good time
I can't remember
She wore the same brands as everyone else
That′s why I don't mind if she deciphers the lines
I guess it′s alright to be scared
'Cause fear has a funny way of killing me slowly
But I know you too well to expect the truth
Wouldn′t fall apart
I might as well lie to myself
At the top of my fucking lungs, my fucking lungs
Tear to pieces everything you've ever known about this world
Your preconceived notions conceited emotions
Will never see the light of day
Of all the things we're distanced from
Who′d have thought it′d be ourselves
We're hypnotized
Well look outside
We′ll never be the same again
But on the mattress
I had a good t-t-t-time
I can't remember
She wore the same b-b-brands as everyone else
That′s why I don't mind if she remembers the lines
Burnt up swollen pains
Fear is on the plate but you can′t recognize the
Danger that you've gotten yourself in
Do as I am told
Not for long
But on the mattress
I had a good time
I can′t remember
She wore the same brands as everyone else
That's why I don't mind if she deciphers the lines
Welcome to despair
This is my trophy room
And fear is on the plate but you can′t recognize the
Anger as it builds beneath the skin
Cause it′s fucking mine
But on the mattress
I had a good time
I can't remember
She wore the same brands as everyone else
That′s why I don't mind if she deciphers the lines
I guess it′s alright to be scared
'Cause fear has a funny way of killing me slowly
But I know you too well to expect the truth
Wouldn′t fall apart
I might as well lie to myself
At the top of my fucking lungs, my fucking lungs
Tear to pieces everything you've ever known about this world
Your preconceived notions conceited emotions
Will never see the light of day
Of all the things we're distanced from
Who′d have thought it′d be ourselves
We're hypnotized
Well look outside
We′ll never be the same again
But on the mattress
I had a good t-t-t-time
I can't remember
She wore the same b-b-brands as everyone else
That′s why I don't mind if she remembers the lines
Writer(s): Anthony E. Lannutti, James C. Stem, Michael Ryan Abramson, Daniel Joseph Mcfarland Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com