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Garbage lyrics The ritual goes, same window different visual.
Wing of wax, or wing of gold leaf Choose one. Float or plummet 20 thousand cold legues My nourishment's provided in the summer So that I wonder How y'all chasin' dreams when what's tangible still outruns ya Hail dirty doll immaculate performance Warm as the march of a billion torches forward to burn what I born at Cut and paste alertness to current set is provided quick Shimmy the pirate ship mast, bat the eyelids at the siren in her bow (?) Facing, let's salute the embrace pertinent generals who turned innocent hermits to burning spectacles. Flirtin' with a serpent workin' overtime Drain the battery, siphon the poison and flood his majesty's hatchery. I was riding on the yellow bus to where the brush thickens. Yeah, an it ain't exactly plush pickin's I'd rather take the time to burn every last bridge I've ever crossed beneath the sun Than live my life knowin' you may one day follow me over one. Snake bite Breath too heavy to hold. Caught up in the wake of the red witch tryin' to swim it. Ran for the sake of dead click stripped of idealic image Steal a sloppy earth meal feed my pottery wheel to model collossal vision Thrill, shrunken with a bucket of pennies I'ma drag my sneakers through the dirt like alligator bellies 'Til the cloud burst Honour and a loud thirst submersed in a trap Little drummer boy verse' thunderclap
In a city of garbage, tryin' to reap the harvest Adaption is the trap in which the artist meets the forest Swing your little axe or be an oak tree if you can Either way, adapt to circumstance or play you final hand.
No enigma, an attempt to bury the hatchet Rendered me victim of deviltry plus wounded like stigmatics Somethin's somethin hazardous I smell an inch of differnce in this mornin's pollution pistons and how the loose ends drift in My sour pash (?) institutions slipped in admidst the invaders and, Pardon my tone but, This garden's grown fucken' acres since my visit. Itchin' to count the layers in the blizzard to that chapter where my family inserts the dagger and twists it. It's the carnival, have you any sweets for my weary kin It's the carnival, have you any feed for my cheery grin It's the carnival, welcome, play our games you'll never win Coz it's that carnival where every freak show spectacle's your friend. An' I'm a, Ghostly galleon, tossed upon cloudy seas Antifreeze to glacier cookin' a look of fiery nature It's the, Ceilin' feelin' too heavy to bless the I-beams for a fraction more collapse (I left sorry) that to your door. Bitchin' my back to hell's kitchen, back Burnin' murder machinery, released regardless of the pardons Hitchin my life to the leash of one minstrel Sick of same window different visual Same agnostic hostage different ritual Play, coopertive supercolony clash (I heard we have a dust collection - let me see it) Ooh, I duel this underdog verse forced adaption to the marbles of the now Since then my knuckles haven't once dragged on the ground.
In a city of garbage, tryin' to reap the harvest Adaption is the trap in which the artist meets the forest Swing your little axe or be an oak tree if you can Either way, adapt to circumstance or play you final hand.
The ritual goes, same window different visual. The ritual is same fucken' window different visual.
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