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Everyday Balloons текст песни
Everyday Balloons
It's more than fists and phrases.
It goes beyond life's little changes.
It's not enough.
Banks, bombs, coffee shops & everything I own.
I can't even think a second
without my thoughts coming down to wreck it.
(Know what I'm saying?)
Spirits been gone for months.
When is it coming home?
These hang-ups alone are cutting me down,
hurting my ears,
chomp at the bit & bite at the masses.
Everyday I miss it.
I practice petty fucking myths to fix it
Just for a while.
Shelve it with the rest of me.
Next to the faith I've loaned.
I sore my throat to get it.
I tune it in & turn it up to forget it.
That's how it happens.
Stage fright therapy is the only help I own.
These hang-ups alone are cutting me down,
hurting my ears,
chomp at the bit & bite at the masses.
Forgot whose in control.
I'm killing what kills.
Healing what hurts.
Smile at the world.
Destroying these feelings.
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