Chapter 15: Sumen Broken by DadbOdd Lyrics
L’avare ou l’avoine, lovin’ or luxury. Gaze at it, feed
Head on a swivel and me the spine on a magazine
Intentionally, I’m conditioned to sleep on ambition then swerve
The devil I serve’s my optical nerve, all that I see I consume, except you and me in the room
Plucked out of nothing, lowered and buried in nothing, in the middle why I did nothing?
Trade it all for a little more…
Trade it all for a little more…
La peur ou la peine, bottle that energy, numb it to sleep
Ignore the shit you would see. Hold it or in the sink, no difference to me
I could agonize the price of pride for you, apologi-that I’d never do
Appalling eyes. In my head, a view. ‘Odd’s soul imposing on someone new
Plucked out of nothing, lowered and buried in nothing, in the middle why I did nothing?
Trade it all for a little more…
Trade it all for a little more…
Le mort ou le moine, modelled my misery, made it look sweet
Tune in the following week get a fucken deadbeat, you stuck with me
I would mention you with such intention to clean up instead. Be a part of you
Promises broken and never do. Settle for hope you’re not broken too
Plucked out of nothing, lowered and buried in nothing, in the middle why I did nothing?
Trade it all for a little more…
Trade it all for a little more…
And get high but never higher, get laid but never loved, trade it all for a little more
Open the door… x6
Open the daw
Head on a swivel and me the spine on a magazine
Intentionally, I’m conditioned to sleep on ambition then swerve
The devil I serve’s my optical nerve, all that I see I consume, except you and me in the room
Plucked out of nothing, lowered and buried in nothing, in the middle why I did nothing?
Trade it all for a little more…
Trade it all for a little more…
La peur ou la peine, bottle that energy, numb it to sleep
Ignore the shit you would see. Hold it or in the sink, no difference to me
I could agonize the price of pride for you, apologi-that I’d never do
Appalling eyes. In my head, a view. ‘Odd’s soul imposing on someone new
Plucked out of nothing, lowered and buried in nothing, in the middle why I did nothing?
Trade it all for a little more…
Trade it all for a little more…
Le mort ou le moine, modelled my misery, made it look sweet
Tune in the following week get a fucken deadbeat, you stuck with me
I would mention you with such intention to clean up instead. Be a part of you
Promises broken and never do. Settle for hope you’re not broken too
Plucked out of nothing, lowered and buried in nothing, in the middle why I did nothing?
Trade it all for a little more…
Trade it all for a little more…
And get high but never higher, get laid but never loved, trade it all for a little more
Open the door… x6
Open the daw