Lyrics to Elephant In White
You've not to leave
And yes your thighs are in your mind
Obliterating eyes like elemental patience
Ends for the very last time
They'll cram you on a force when you're just the one who's lost this battle
An elephant in white, a bureaucrat I'm not so polite
Check, you're lazy was once his hands and on a dark cry
If this is not love, then we can't
Hey, knock yourself out
The port of tirade with sunshine
Hey, knock yourself out
Goddamn your eyes
Goddamn your uteruses
I'll kill her with kindness
Kill her with the signs of city life
And I'm not your hail
I'm not amazed
I'm not your, your guest mail
Kill her with kindness
Kill her with the signs of city life
I've got the world to save
Restraining the afternoon
And for I'll exchange a hundred grams
Entitled I'm assuming new-name brands
And plead with contentions for God and mass
Distorting with sarcasm as we pass
If this is not love, then we can't
Hey, knock yourself out
A pool of tirade with Thursdays
Hey, knock yourself out
Everybody, then the firefighters are here
It's enough to be alive
Oh it's enough to be alive
I see the signs of city life
I've got the world to save
Restraining the afternoon
And for I'll exchange a hundred grams
Entitled I'm assuming new name brands
And plead with contentions for God and mass
Distorting with sarcasm as we pass
If this is just a winding road I weave
And the perfect opposition to the movement
I love the rhythms in your eyelids
I love the way it writes the skyline
If this is just a winding road I weave
The perfect opposition to the movement
I love the rhythms in your eyelids
I love the way it writes the sky at night
I'm just a winding road I weave and the perfect opposition to the movement
I've been arriving all the while
And now the writing's on the wall
And yes your thighs are in your mind
Obliterating eyes like elemental patience
Ends for the very last time
They'll cram you on a force when you're just the one who's lost this battle
An elephant in white, a bureaucrat I'm not so polite
Check, you're lazy was once his hands and on a dark cry
If this is not love, then we can't
Hey, knock yourself out
The port of tirade with sunshine
Hey, knock yourself out
Goddamn your eyes
Goddamn your uteruses
I'll kill her with kindness
Kill her with the signs of city life
And I'm not your hail
I'm not amazed
I'm not your, your guest mail
Kill her with kindness
Kill her with the signs of city life
I've got the world to save
Restraining the afternoon
And for I'll exchange a hundred grams
Entitled I'm assuming new-name brands
And plead with contentions for God and mass
Distorting with sarcasm as we pass
If this is not love, then we can't
Hey, knock yourself out
A pool of tirade with Thursdays
Hey, knock yourself out
Everybody, then the firefighters are here
It's enough to be alive
Oh it's enough to be alive
I see the signs of city life
I've got the world to save
Restraining the afternoon
And for I'll exchange a hundred grams
Entitled I'm assuming new name brands
And plead with contentions for God and mass
Distorting with sarcasm as we pass
If this is just a winding road I weave
And the perfect opposition to the movement
I love the rhythms in your eyelids
I love the way it writes the skyline
If this is just a winding road I weave
The perfect opposition to the movement
I love the rhythms in your eyelids
I love the way it writes the sky at night
I'm just a winding road I weave and the perfect opposition to the movement
I've been arriving all the while
And now the writing's on the wall
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