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from Matthew Good Band - Beautiful Midnight (2001)
K-I-C-K-A-S-S
That's the way we spell "success" Shake me, I'm waiting In your new ark they're saying I'm the creature in your sick thing Everybody sees a giant When the bad Moon in your heart sings And your wind-up gears start grinding Your teeth feel you smiling The better, happier you A better, happier you When you blow out like a dead star It reminds me how uniform your beautiful is We carry on like it's easy Like you're all out and I'm your man Baby, I'm your man Hit me, I'm bleeding In your lounger, on your grooming It's the future, it's whoring The better, happier you A better, happier you When you blow out like a dead star It reminds me how uniform your beautiful is We carry on like it's easy Like you're all out, and I'm your man Baby, I'm your man When you blow out like a dead star It reminds me how uniform your beautiful is We carry on like we're easy Like we're all out, and I'm your man Baby, I'm your man When you blow out like a dead star It reminds me how uniform your beautiful is We carry on like it's easy Like you're all out and I'm your man Baby, I'm your man K-I-C-K-A-S-S That's the way we spell "success" |
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from Matthew Good Band - Beautiful Midnight (2001)
I found me a reason
So check me tomorrow We'll see if I'm leaking Push and push and push 'till it hurts The Devil's on roller-skates The Devil's on roller-skates Down at the roller rink Picking up chicks for me Ones that push and push and push 'till it hurts Push and push 'till it hurts Dirty enough, I got me a love And it's so bad, it's so bad Dirty enough, I got me a love And it's so bad, it's so bad Life's for the living So check me tomorrow We'll see if I'm kidding Push and push and push 'till it hurts Did it on Ritalin I got me some good grades Now I work me the night shift, where I Pull and pull and pull 'till it hurts Pull and pull 'till it hurts Dirty enough, I got me a love And it's so bad, it's so bad Dirty enough, I got me a love And it's so bad, it's so bad Hello, time bomb, I'm ready to go off Hello, time bomb, I'm ready to go off Hahahaha If life's for the livid Check me tomorrow We'll see if I'm emperor The devil's on sugar smacks Down at the Radio Shack Turning shit into solid gold Solid gold Dirty enough, I got me a love And it's so bad, it's so bad Dirty enough, I got me a love And it's so bad, it's so bad Hello, time bomb, I'm ready to go off Hello, time bomb, I'm ready to go Ready to go off |
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from Matthew Good Band - Beautiful Midnight (2001)
Good morning, don't cop out
You crawled from the cancer to land on your feet Are you crazy to want this Even for a while? We're making this shit up The reasons for being are easy to pay You can't remember the others They just kind of went away So you're driving, it's rush hour The cars on the freeway are moving like slugs When you drift off to wake up Do you always hit the brakes? And we're done lying for a living The strange days have come and you're You're gone, you're gone Either dead or dying Dead or trying to go It's evening, you're tired You sleepwalk, a robot, out to the street Are you crazy to want this Even for a while? You're driving, it's rush hour The cars on the freeway are moving Backwards, into a wall of fire Backwards, into a wall of fire Backwards, into a wall of fire Backwards, into a wall of fire And we're done lying for a living The strange days have come and you're You're gone, you're gone And we're done lying for the living The strange days have come and you're You're gone, you're gone Either dead or dying You're dead or trying to go To go Good morning, don't cop out |
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from Matthew Good Band - Beautiful Midnight (2001)
Deep Six come to bare
Good night and take care Who knows, maybe our luck will change Polyurethane People live in the rain Who knows, maybe our luck will change And I don't know, I don't know I don't know where you think you are And I don't know, pretend you know I don't know where you think you are And I don't know, and I don't know And I don't know where you think you are Big crash, funny car It's where you've been where you are Think fast and kill what you cannot change Still though this is fun Find a box when I'm done Who knows, maybe my luck will change And I don't know, I don't know I don't know where you think you are And I don't know, pretend you know I don't know where you think you are And I don't know, and I don't know And I don't know where you think you are Deep Six come to bare It's midnight everywhere Who knows, who knows Polyurethane People live in the rain Who knows, maybe our luck will change Maybe our luck could change And I don't know, I don't know I don't know where you think you are And I don't know, pretend you know I don't know where you think you are And I don't know, and I don't know And I don't know where you think you are |
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from Matthew Good Band - Beautiful Midnight (2001)
Picture yourself
Sleeping on a plane There's something ticking in the overhead And inside your brains There's bodies in the water And bodies in your basement If Heaven's for clean people It's vacant Hey, are you, are you, are you, are you, you know? Hey, are you, are you being careful Hey, are you, are you, are you lukewarm? Hey, yeah you are I'm frantic So load me up whatever puts me all the way out whatever puts me all the way out Picture yourself Swimming in an ocean A million miles from nowhere And the nearest phone There's bodies in the water Floating all around you And all of them are talking And they're comedians Hey, are you, are you, are you, are you, you know? Hey, are you, are you, are you, are you special? Hey, are you, are you, are you, are you deformed? Hey, yeah you are I'm frantic So load me up It seems so practised Me fucking this up Whatever puts me all the way out Whatever puts me all the way out Picture yourself At the MGM Grand Murphy's fighting Occam You're in the stands, and There's somebody in the water In the middle of the ocean A million miles from nowhere And they're alone I'm there alone So, so deformed So, so deformed So, so deformed I'm frantic So load me up It's seems so practised Just take me and take me and take me All the way out Whatever puts me all the way out Whatever puts me all the way out Whatever puts me all the way out |
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from Matthew Good Band - Beautiful Midnight (2001)
Hey Alice, I'm caving in
I'm caving in I know it's not allowed But sometimes I fantasize I'm peeling off my skin Enough to fill it up again Hey rabbit Into the pavement I'm caving in Mother told me be something So I'm afraid Enough to stay wide awake So wide awake, wide awake Hey rabbit, I came to win I came to win I know it's not allowed But sometimes you might find It feels like nothing is And it's everything you've been Hey Alice Into the pavement I'm caving in Mother told me to be something So I'm afraid Enough to stay wide awake So wide awake, wide awake Mother told me to be something So I'm afraid Mother told me to be something Enough to stay wide awake This ain't real, baby Got a better excuse for myself This ain't real, baby Got a better excuse for myself This ain't real, baby Got a better excuse for myself I'm always here I'm always here I'm always here I'm always here |
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from Matthew Good Band - Beautiful Midnight (2001)
You will come back within yourself
You can be art when we melt And I will know what you were for I say we're leaving There ain't nothing here at all Another day, a week, the mall And baby if I was in demand You would be mine You would be mine Someday this place is gonna burn Is your whole life in there, waiting? Someday your head is gonna turn And you'll realize I'm missing Do you realize? You will come back, convince yourself You can stay alive and wait for me And I will know what this was for And I'll say we're leaving There ain't nothing here at all Another month, a year, that's all So you can tell them I'm coming, and Hell's coming with me Hell's coming with me Someday this place is gonna burn Is your whole life in there, waiting? Someday their heads are gonna turn And they'll realize They'll realize They'll realize You're missing |
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from Matthew Good Band - Beautiful Midnight (2001)
Say hello
Remain Close to me A no good-bye suicide mystery The rat In your brain Turns a wheel Connected to your guts and All your faults are in me And all your faults in me What would you say If we lived on TV Besides all the things they told you to And all the things they told you to And all the things they told you to And all the things they told you to We're stuck Inside our own machine Apparitions Apparitions Apparitions Say hello Well is it strange Where you are Where you used to be kind of free Are they laughing at you Laughing at you The rat In your brain Rules the world From the comfort of your living room Tell me are we leaving soon The comfort of your living room Tell me are we leaving soon We're stuck Inside our own machine Apparitions Apparitions Apparitions We're stuck Inside our own machine Apparitions Apparitions Apparitions Na na na na |
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from Matthew Good Band - Beautiful Midnight (2001)
Jenni killed her dad with her car
And now she's a millionaire She got beat up mostly for being at home So mostly she wasn't there Me, I'm waiting to see What goes around when she comes around To kill me Were you dead way before tonight? Throw it back and stay a while I've seen red most of this little life Throw it back, we'll die a while We go out and we pass out In our clothes again Giving it and losing it For the time of our lives I'm giving it and losing it For the time of my life You're giving it and losing it For the time of your life Were you dead way before tonight? Throw it back and stay a while I've seen red most of this little life Throw it back and we'll die a while I know what it means "You got me"; we're not sick We just need it for the weekends On Monday's it's gone I used to think I was invisible Beside you I'd crumble You wait for it and you wait for me You wait for it and it's gone And you wake up and nobody knows that I loved you Buried alive Were you dead way before tonight? Throw it back and stay a while I've seen red most of this little life Throw it back and we'll die a while |
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from Matthew Good Band - Beautiful Midnight (2001)
There's holes up in the sky
The Devil punched down to the monkeys And now they've got drive through And a video store where there used to be real live actors Used to ride around here Up on my high horse With all the other good little butcher boys A plagiarist of course So roll over sweet thing Like a nuclear reprisal inbound from outer space There's a comparison here I'm trying to swing God damn it's deafening! Wish you'd shut up about everything The future is X-rated There's holes up in the sky And no one's seen your son in days And things just keep getting weirder and weirder And now Christmas is for shopping And the Shopping God is everything So roll over and lose it 'Cause power's just another one of those things, baby It's pointless if you ain't gonna use it God damn it's deafening! Wish you'd shut up about everything The future is X-rated Okay, I'm taking my clothes off, are you ready? Mmm, oh yeah, oh baby Ooh, you want me to take my pants off? You're a saucy little monkey boy! Used to ride around here on my high, high horse (Moaning) God damn it's deafening! Wish you'd would shut up, you'd shut up, you'd shut up The future is X-rated The future is X-rated The future is X-rated The future is X-rated (Moaning) Okay I don't know what else to say |
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from Matthew Good Band - Beautiful Midnight (2001)
I miss my head
I miss my heart I miss my lungs Be what you want to be Watch what you want to see Killed for fun Down a hole, up a rope Down some pills, up some hope This karma machine only takes quarters New age soldier, new age soldier Everybody's all right Everything is automatic And everybody's all right And everything is skin deep And everybody's all right And everything is automatic And everybody's all right And everything is skin deep, me Say, hey, say, hey, say How ya doing Say, hey, say, hey, say How ya doing I miss my La-Z-Boy I miss my TV I miss myself Do you miss your La-Z-Boy? Do you miss your TV? Do you miss yourself? And everybody's all right And everything is automatic And everybody's all right And everything is skin deep And everybody's all right And everything is automatic And everybody's all right And everything is skin deep, me It's always what I wanted It's always what I wanted It's always what I Killed for fun It's fucking funny, don't you think? One day you'll decompose And you'll wake up and those Those birds are singing Those birds are singing Those birds are singing And it's always what I wanted It's always what I wanted It's always what I And it's always what I And everything is skin deep |
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from Matthew Good Band - Beautiful Midnight (2001)
They beam things into your head
The ghosts of your pleasure in contempt When we were liars things were seamless When we were wired the world was like a secret I close my eyes now and I scream I turn the light on and there's nothing left redeeming I saw your face before it changed The gun, it makes you look nicer in a bad way So low for how high It's too late tonight And I'm sure you're right So low for how high And after this there's just the circus And every morning your carnie heart stops working It gets tight in there sometimes Looking for those defects Talking like it's a reflex I close my mouth now and I scream I open the door and there's nothing left redeeming I saw your face before in rough You should wait around a while 'cause your body is bound to turn up So low for how high It's too late tonight And I'm sure you're right So low for how high So low for how high |
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from Matthew Good Band - Beautiful Midnight [Clean] (2001)
K-I-C-K-A-S-S
That's the way we spell "success" Shake me, I'm waiting In your new ark they're saying I'm the creature in your sick thing Everybody sees a giant When the bad Moon in your heart sings And your wind-up gears start grinding Your teeth feel you smiling The better, happier you A better, happier you When you blow out like a dead star It reminds me how uniform your beautiful is We carry on like it's easy Like you're all out and I'm your man Baby, I'm your man Hit me, I'm bleeding In your lounger, on your grooming It's the future, it's whoring The better, happier you A better, happier you When you blow out like a dead star It reminds me how uniform your beautiful is We carry on like it's easy Like you're all out, and I'm your man Baby, I'm your man When you blow out like a dead star It reminds me how uniform your beautiful is We carry on like we're easy Like we're all out, and I'm your man Baby, I'm your man When you blow out like a dead star It reminds me how uniform your beautiful is We carry on like it's easy Like you're all out and I'm your man Baby, I'm your man K-I-C-K-A-S-S That's the way we spell "success" |
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from Matthew Good Band - Beautiful Midnight [Clean] (2001)
I found me a reason
So check me tomorrow We'll see if I'm leaking Push and push and push 'till it hurts The Devil's on roller-skates The Devil's on roller-skates Down at the roller rink Picking up chicks for me Ones that push and push and push 'till it hurts Push and push 'till it hurts Dirty enough, I got me a love And it's so bad, it's so bad Dirty enough, I got me a love And it's so bad, it's so bad Life's for the living So check me tomorrow We'll see if I'm kidding Push and push and push 'till it hurts Did it on Ritalin I got me some good grades Now I work me the night shift, where I Pull and pull and pull 'till it hurts Pull and pull 'till it hurts Dirty enough, I got me a love And it's so bad, it's so bad Dirty enough, I got me a love And it's so bad, it's so bad Hello, time bomb, I'm ready to go off Hello, time bomb, I'm ready to go off Hahahaha If life's for the livid Check me tomorrow We'll see if I'm emperor The devil's on sugar smacks Down at the Radio Shack Turning shit into solid gold Solid gold Dirty enough, I got me a love And it's so bad, it's so bad Dirty enough, I got me a love And it's so bad, it's so bad Hello, time bomb, I'm ready to go off Hello, time bomb, I'm ready to go Ready to go off |
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from Matthew Good Band - Beautiful Midnight [Clean] (2001)
Good morning, don't cop out
You crawled from the cancer to land on your feet Are you crazy to want this Even for a while? We're making this shit up The reasons for being are easy to pay You can't remember the others They just kind of went away So you're driving, it's rush hour The cars on the freeway are moving like slugs When you drift off to wake up Do you always hit the brakes? And we're done lying for a living The strange days have come and you're You're gone, you're gone Either dead or dying Dead or trying to go It's evening, you're tired You sleepwalk, a robot, out to the street Are you crazy to want this Even for a while? You're driving, it's rush hour The cars on the freeway are moving Backwards, into a wall of fire Backwards, into a wall of fire Backwards, into a wall of fire Backwards, into a wall of fire And we're done lying for a living The strange days have come and you're You're gone, you're gone And we're done lying for the living The strange days have come and you're You're gone, you're gone Either dead or dying You're dead or trying to go To go Good morning, don't cop out |
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from Matthew Good Band - Beautiful Midnight [Clean] (2001)
Deep Six come to bare
Good night and take care Who knows, maybe our luck will change Polyurethane People live in the rain Who knows, maybe our luck will change And I don't know, I don't know I don't know where you think you are And I don't know, pretend you know I don't know where you think you are And I don't know, and I don't know And I don't know where you think you are Big crash, funny car It's where you've been where you are Think fast and kill what you cannot change Still though this is fun Find a box when I'm done Who knows, maybe my luck will change And I don't know, I don't know I don't know where you think you are And I don't know, pretend you know I don't know where you think you are And I don't know, and I don't know And I don't know where you think you are Deep Six come to bare It's midnight everywhere Who knows, who knows Polyurethane People live in the rain Who knows, maybe our luck will change Maybe our luck could change And I don't know, I don't know I don't know where you think you are And I don't know, pretend you know I don't know where you think you are And I don't know, and I don't know And I don't know where you think you are |
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from Matthew Good Band - Beautiful Midnight [Clean] (2001)
Picture yourself
Sleeping on a plane There's something ticking in the overhead And inside your brains There's bodies in the water And bodies in your basement If Heaven's for clean people It's vacant Hey, are you, are you, are you, are you, you know? Hey, are you, are you being careful Hey, are you, are you, are you lukewarm? Hey, yeah you are I'm frantic So load me up whatever puts me all the way out whatever puts me all the way out Picture yourself Swimming in an ocean A million miles from nowhere And the nearest phone There's bodies in the water Floating all around you And all of them are talking And they're comedians Hey, are you, are you, are you, are you, you know? Hey, are you, are you, are you, are you special? Hey, are you, are you, are you, are you deformed? Hey, yeah you are I'm frantic So load me up It seems so practised Me fucking this up Whatever puts me all the way out Whatever puts me all the way out Picture yourself At the MGM Grand Murphy's fighting Occam You're in the stands, and There's somebody in the water In the middle of the ocean A million miles from nowhere And they're alone I'm there alone So, so deformed So, so deformed So, so deformed I'm frantic So load me up It's seems so practised Just take me and take me and take me All the way out Whatever puts me all the way out Whatever puts me all the way out Whatever puts me all the way out |
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from Matthew Good Band - Beautiful Midnight [Clean] (2001)
Hey Alice, I'm caving in
I'm caving in I know it's not allowed But sometimes I fantasize I'm peeling off my skin Enough to fill it up again Hey rabbit Into the pavement I'm caving in Mother told me be something So I'm afraid Enough to stay wide awake So wide awake, wide awake Hey rabbit, I came to win I came to win I know it's not allowed But sometimes you might find It feels like nothing is And it's everything you've been Hey Alice Into the pavement I'm caving in Mother told me to be something So I'm afraid Enough to stay wide awake So wide awake, wide awake Mother told me to be something So I'm afraid Mother told me to be something Enough to stay wide awake This ain't real, baby Got a better excuse for myself This ain't real, baby Got a better excuse for myself This ain't real, baby Got a better excuse for myself I'm always here I'm always here I'm always here I'm always here |
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from Matthew Good Band - Beautiful Midnight [Clean] (2001)
You will come back within yourself
You can be art when we melt And I will know what you were for I say we're leaving There ain't nothing here at all Another day, a week, the mall And baby if I was in demand You would be mine You would be mine Someday this place is gonna burn Is your whole life in there, waiting? Someday your head is gonna turn And you'll realize I'm missing Do you realize? You will come back, convince yourself You can stay alive and wait for me And I will know what this was for And I'll say we're leaving There ain't nothing here at all Another month, a year, that's all So you can tell them I'm coming, and Hell's coming with me Hell's coming with me Someday this place is gonna burn Is your whole life in there, waiting? Someday their heads are gonna turn And they'll realize They'll realize They'll realize You're missing |
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from Matthew Good Band - Beautiful Midnight [Clean] (2001)
Say hello
Remain Close to me A no good-bye suicide mystery The rat In your brain Turns a wheel Connected to your guts and All your faults are in me And all your faults in me What would you say If we lived on TV Besides all the things they told you to And all the things they told you to And all the things they told you to And all the things they told you to We're stuck Inside our own machine Apparitions Apparitions Apparitions Say hello Well is it strange Where you are Where you used to be kind of free Are they laughing at you Laughing at you The rat In your brain Rules the world From the comfort of your living room Tell me are we leaving soon The comfort of your living room Tell me are we leaving soon We're stuck Inside our own machine Apparitions Apparitions Apparitions We're stuck Inside our own machine Apparitions Apparitions Apparitions Na na na na |
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from Matthew Good Band - Beautiful Midnight [Clean] (2001)
Jenni killed her dad with her car
And now she's a millionaire She got beat up mostly for being at home So mostly she wasn't there Me, I'm waiting to see What goes around when she comes around To kill me Were you dead way before tonight? Throw it back and stay a while I've seen red most of this little life Throw it back, we'll die a while We go out and we pass out In our clothes again Giving it and losing it For the time of our lives I'm giving it and losing it For the time of my life You're giving it and losing it For the time of your life Were you dead way before tonight? Throw it back and stay a while I've seen red most of this little life Throw it back and we'll die a while I know what it means "You got me"; we're not sick We just need it for the weekends On Monday's it's gone I used to think I was invisible Beside you I'd crumble You wait for it and you wait for me You wait for it and it's gone And you wake up and nobody knows that I loved you Buried alive Were you dead way before tonight? Throw it back and stay a while I've seen red most of this little life Throw it back and we'll die a while |
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from Matthew Good Band - Beautiful Midnight [Clean] (2001)
There's holes up in the sky
The Devil punched down to the monkeys And now they've got drive through And a video store where there used to be real live actors Used to ride around here Up on my high horse With all the other good little butcher boys A plagiarist of course So roll over sweet thing Like a nuclear reprisal inbound from outer space There's a comparison here I'm trying to swing God damn it's deafening! Wish you'd shut up about everything The future is X-rated There's holes up in the sky And no one's seen your son in days And things just keep getting weirder and weirder And now Christmas is for shopping And the Shopping God is everything So roll over and lose it 'Cause power's just another one of those things, baby It's pointless if you ain't gonna use it God damn it's deafening! Wish you'd shut up about everything The future is X-rated Okay, I'm taking my clothes off, are you ready? Mmm, oh yeah, oh baby Ooh, you want me to take my pants off? You're a saucy little monkey boy! Used to ride around here on my high, high horse (Moaning) God damn it's deafening! Wish you'd would shut up, you'd shut up, you'd shut up The future is X-rated The future is X-rated The future is X-rated The future is X-rated (Moaning) Okay I don't know what else to say |
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from Matthew Good Band - Beautiful Midnight [Clean] (2001)
I miss my head
I miss my heart I miss my lungs Be what you want to be Watch what you want to see Killed for fun Down a hole, up a rope Down some pills, up some hope This karma machine only takes quarters New age soldier, new age soldier Everybody's all right Everything is automatic And everybody's all right And everything is skin deep And everybody's all right And everything is automatic And everybody's all right And everything is skin deep, me Say, hey, say, hey, say How ya doing Say, hey, say, hey, say How ya doing I miss my La-Z-Boy I miss my TV I miss myself Do you miss your La-Z-Boy? Do you miss your TV? Do you miss yourself? And everybody's all right And everything is automatic And everybody's all right And everything is skin deep And everybody's all right And everything is automatic And everybody's all right And everything is skin deep, me It's always what I wanted It's always what I wanted It's always what I Killed for fun It's fucking funny, don't you think? One day you'll decompose And you'll wake up and those Those birds are singing Those birds are singing Those birds are singing And it's always what I wanted It's always what I wanted It's always what I And it's always what I And everything is skin deep |
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from Matthew Good Band - Beautiful Midnight [Clean] (2001)
They beam things into your head
The ghosts of your pleasure in contempt When we were liars things were seamless When we were wired the world was like a secret I close my eyes now and I scream I turn the light on and there's nothing left redeeming I saw your face before it changed The gun, it makes you look nicer in a bad way So low for how high It's too late tonight And I'm sure you're right So low for how high And after this there's just the circus And every morning your carnie heart stops working It gets tight in there sometimes Looking for those defects Talking like it's a reflex I close my mouth now and I scream I open the door and there's nothing left redeeming I saw your face before in rough You should wait around a while 'cause your body is bound to turn up So low for how high It's too late tonight And I'm sure you're right So low for how high So low for how high |
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