chaos arpeggiating
Mountain city yellows
They're not on the grounds they're in the wall
This loneliness is so distracting
I'm barely missing you at all
Will I survive the easter in this sloughy womb of noxious isolation no
I can feel the sabers now in my illusionary casket
Now your charming little virus is getting all your attention
As I drag my chair up to the window
To absorb some solar lashings
It's your saint's name day tomorrow
But last year's paper wasps they are not living
Anymore
Why should I be scorned like some catalyst for famines
When it's me who's been
Exiled in apartments
Oh must I always be chaos arpeggiating
Mountain city yellows I see them glitching through the floor
The minotaur of self abuse can't pick himself up anymore
Your last violent freak out was a eulogy to us
I was truly touched that you still cared enough to throw psychotic fits
And now I'm sparring with the no one the void
The vacuum of conscience
As I mine the rust of my celebrity with snarls and mock laughter
I have the sense that you're wanting me to chase you
But what's the point
We can't be together without starting a row
Why should I be scorned like some catalyst for famines
When it's me who's been
Exiled in apartments
Oh must I always be chaos arpeggiating
Why should I be scorned like some catalyst for famines
When it's me who's been
Exiled in apartments
Oh must I always be chaos arpeggiating
We are be chaos arpeggiating
chaos arpeggiatingLRC歌词
[00:25.99]Mountain city yellows
[00:28.12]
[00:29.66]They're not on the grounds they're in the wall
[00:33.55]
[00:37.59]This loneliness is so distracting
[00:41.97]I'm barely missing you at all
[00:45.43]
[00:50.71]Will I survive the easter in this sloughy womb of noxious isolation no
[00:59.73]
[01:01.66]I can feel the sabers now in my illusionary casket
[01:08.69]
[01:23.70]Now your charming little virus is getting all your attention
[01:29.97]
[01:33.00]As I drag my chair up to the window
[01:36.89]
[01:37.39]To absorb some solar lashings
[01:40.71]
[01:44.30]It's your saint's name day tomorrow
[01:48.68]
[01:49.93]But last year's paper wasps they are not living
[01:54.22]Anymore
[01:56.04]Why should I be scorned like some catalyst for famines
[02:01.42]When it's me who's been
[02:03.53]Exiled in apartments
[02:06.56]
[02:07.66]Oh must I always be chaos arpeggiating
[02:16.46]
[02:42.28]Mountain city yellows I see them glitching through the floor
[02:49.33]
[02:53.48]The minotaur of self abuse can't pick himself up anymore
[03:01.03]
[03:06.22]Your last violent freak out was a eulogy to us
[03:12.20]
[03:16.97]I was truly touched that you still cared enough to throw psychotic fits
[03:23.30]
[03:38.69]And now I'm sparring with the no one the void
[03:43.68]The vacuum of conscience
[03:46.10]
[03:48.15]As I mine the rust of my celebrity with snarls and mock laughter
[03:56.05]
[03:59.14]I have the sense that you're wanting me to chase you
[04:04.27]
[04:05.15]But what's the point
[04:06.96]We can't be together without starting a row
[04:10.53]
[04:11.16]Why should I be scorned like some catalyst for famines
[04:16.48]When it's me who's been
[04:19.19]Exiled in apartments
[04:21.80]
[04:22.80]Oh must I always be chaos arpeggiating
[04:31.01]
[04:34.22]Why should I be scorned like some catalyst for famines
[04:39.20]When it's me who's been
[04:41.50]Exiled in apartments
[04:44.48]
[04:45.57]Oh must I always be chaos arpeggiating
[04:54.71]We are be chaos arpeggiating
