Flash Paper by Sims Lyrics
Too corrupt
I was giving up
On this ball of clay
What would you say?
Turning til we turned away
I was too tuned in
Couldn't tune out
And it gets so loud
And I'm feeling I'm- got a feeling I'm bound
Vibrate like a tuning fork
Like New York
Like a sub bass taking deep breaths when I'm back on the concourse
And my laugh
My laugh is like the bottom of the ocean
Feet flap like wind-up birds
The gears and the cranks loop feedback
And what I find absurd is you still comehow can't find your words
I put my seat back
Oh my, how the tides
Somehwere between the desire and the spasm it happens
Right before fire hits vacuum
The cannon that's found in the wave of the sine
The divine dividing the atom
For thine is the -wow
Haven't you had enough now?
Stand at the ground
Intend to ascend from the plow
Stand at the bow
Into the heart of somewhere, somehow
Insert the order destiny
Disarm you from your weaponry
Sequence all the entropy
What's heavenly is drawn from your quarter
The gesture doesn't measure me
You worry about your legacy to carry you forward
From the hollow men to farther
Well, I don't bother
I don't bother
I don't bother
I don't bother
I don't bother
I'm flash paper
Flash paper (x5)
And that may be
And the radius burns
Uranium
And the gradient is greying
And it radiates a feeling like I'm peeling off the floor
Or I'm peeling out the door
Aching for the way that it were
And the wipers don't work
Blurred
And the viper's at lurch
And the sniper is perched somewhere along that berm
Somewhere along my wherewithal exhausted
The noxious air of the logic
The emperor's new cotton
The lockpicks left in pockets
And the ladies and germs in the stadium cheer
And I think of cicadas
Flash bang, disappear
That doesn't fill me with straw, nor does it gnaw at the core
It doesn't make me feel hollow
But it doesn't put me on board
Too corrupt
On this ball of clay
Flash paper (x12)
I was giving up
On this ball of clay
What would you say?
Turning til we turned away
I was too tuned in
Couldn't tune out
And it gets so loud
And I'm feeling I'm- got a feeling I'm bound
Vibrate like a tuning fork
Like New York
Like a sub bass taking deep breaths when I'm back on the concourse
And my laugh
My laugh is like the bottom of the ocean
Feet flap like wind-up birds
The gears and the cranks loop feedback
And what I find absurd is you still comehow can't find your words
I put my seat back
Oh my, how the tides
Somehwere between the desire and the spasm it happens
Right before fire hits vacuum
The cannon that's found in the wave of the sine
The divine dividing the atom
For thine is the -wow
Haven't you had enough now?
Stand at the ground
Intend to ascend from the plow
Stand at the bow
Into the heart of somewhere, somehow
Insert the order destiny
Disarm you from your weaponry
Sequence all the entropy
What's heavenly is drawn from your quarter
The gesture doesn't measure me
You worry about your legacy to carry you forward
From the hollow men to farther
Well, I don't bother
I don't bother
I don't bother
I don't bother
I don't bother
I'm flash paper
Flash paper (x5)
And that may be
And the radius burns
Uranium
And the gradient is greying
And it radiates a feeling like I'm peeling off the floor
Or I'm peeling out the door
Aching for the way that it were
And the wipers don't work
Blurred
And the viper's at lurch
And the sniper is perched somewhere along that berm
Somewhere along my wherewithal exhausted
The noxious air of the logic
The emperor's new cotton
The lockpicks left in pockets
And the ladies and germs in the stadium cheer
And I think of cicadas
Flash bang, disappear
That doesn't fill me with straw, nor does it gnaw at the core
It doesn't make me feel hollow
But it doesn't put me on board
Too corrupt
On this ball of clay
Flash paper (x12)