A beast that doesn't quiver anymore,
Where we can crush some plants to paint my walls,
And I won't try to fight in the weekend wars
Once when I was too lazy to bathe
Or paint or write or try to make a change.
Now I can shoot a gun to kill my lunch
And I don't have to love or think too much
Instant battle plans written on the sidewalk
Mental mystics in a twisted metal car
Tried to amplify the sound of light and love
Christ is cursed of fathers and martyrs
Might even take a knife to split a hair
Or even scare the children off my lawn
Giving us time to make the makeshift bombs
Every mess invested was a score
We couldn't use computers anymore
But it's difficult to win unless you're bored,
And you might have to plan for the weekend wars
Try to break my heart I'll drive to Arizona.
It might take 100 years to grow an arm
I'll sit and listen to the sound of sand and cold
Twisted diamond heart, I'm the weekend warrior, what.
My predictions are the only things I have
I can amplify the sound and light and love
I'm a curse and I'm a sound,
When I open up my mouth,
There's a reason I don't win,
I don't know how to begin [x3]
Evil S I S to find a shore, A beast that doesn't quiver anymore, Where we can crush some plants to paint my walls, And I won't try to fight in the weekend wars Once when I was too lazy to bathe Or paint or write or try to make a change. Now I can shoot a gun to kill my lunch And I don't have to love or think too much Instant battle plans written on the sidewalk Mental mystics in a twisted metal car Tried to amplify the sound of light and love Christ is cursed of fathers and martyrs Might even take a knife to split a hair Or even scare the children off my lawn Giving us time to make the makeshift bombs Every mess invested was a score We couldn't use computers anymore But it's difficult to win unless you're bored, And you might have to plan for the weekend wars Try to break my heart I'll drive to Arizona. It might take 100 years to grow an arm I'll sit and listen to the sound of sand and cold Twisted diamond heart, I'm the weekend warrior, what. My predictions are the only things I have I can amplify the sound and light and love I'm a curse and I'm a sound, When I open up my mouth, There's a reason I don't win, I don't know how to begin [x3] Explain Request ×
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