NeatManageable:Piles by The Paper Chase Lyrics

Slip soft that serpentine; live life off of our knees
Sawtooths and pray can't edge away ape-man dignity
She said "You've gotta leave with what you have 'cause when the big one hits: subtract
You're no prize like me… young bodies always heal quickly"
(Anything can happen, anything can happen, anything can happen, anything can go wrong)

Stacked bones by the furnace steams like neatly placed homecoming queens
Your lumpish innate is the figure eight a bit of me, and I feel…
…
Anything can happen, anything can happen, anything can happen, anything can go wrong

"Solder me like a wire that breathes," your carbon copy fiber optic plea
Why should we communicate sans technology?
"Solder me like a wire that breathes," your carbon copy fiber optic plea
You're no prize like me… young bodies always heal quickly

"Solder me like a wire that breathes," your carbon copy fiber optic plea
Why should we communicate sans technology?
"Solder me like a wire that breathes," your carbon copy fiber optic plea
You're no prize like me… young bodies always heal quickly