Tv On The Radio Dlz Lyrics

Congratulations on the mess you made of things;
on trying to reconstruct the air and all that brings.
And oxidation is the compromise you own
but this is beginning to feel like the dog wants her
bones saved.

You force your fire then you falsify your deeds
your methods dot the disconnect from all your creeds
and fortune strives to fill the vacuum that it feeds
but this is beginning to feel like the dog's lost her
lead

This is beginning to feel like the long winded blues of
the never.
This is beginning to feel like it's curling up slowly
and finding a throat to choke.

This is beginning to feel like the long winded blues of
the never
barely controlled locomotive consuming the picture and
blowing the crows, the smoke

This is beginning to feel like the long winded blues of
the never
Static explosion devoted to crushing the broken and
shoving their souls to ghost.

Eternalised. Objectified. You set your sights so high. But this is beginning to feel like the bolt busted
loose from the lever.

Never you mind. Death professor.
Your structures fine. My dust is better.
Your victim flies so high. All to catch a bird's eye
view of who's next.

Never you mind. Death professor.
Love is life. My love is better.
Eyes could be the diamonds confused with who's next.

Never you mind. Death professor.
Your shocks are fine. My struts are better.
Your fiction flies so high. Y'all could use a doctor,
who's sick? who's next?

Never you mind. Death professor.
Electrified, my love is better.
It's crystallized. So am I.
All could be the diamond fused with who's next.

This is beginning to feel like the dawn of a loser
forever.
This is beginning to feel like the dawn of a loser
forever.
This is beginning to feel like the dawn of a loser
forever.
This is beginning to feel like the dawn of a loser
forever.