Glow City or A Disease in Your Clique or... by Water Gun Water Gun Sky Attack Lyrics
I had two friends
That pushed themselves apart
Down opposite sides of a mountain
They were always blood and smoke
At each other's throats
A pretty tired joke, huh? yeah, i won't!
The new age of empathy is upon us!
But what a disgrace! keep it to yourself!
So i cut the rope, leaving 'em all to the
Capable hands of gravity, ha! i won't!
Somewhere
Deep in the decision tree of each night
There's a point where everything works out
In space and time
Tell me what you want? how do you want it?
Sing a few bars. do you even know?
Could you even tell me?
Dig a hole that goes round in a circle
With an end but no exit and crawl out? i won't!
A disease in your clique, pulling apart
Soldier ahead? take it on repeat?
"another one's gone? it's the hand of fate, yeah!"
Would you rather not think about it? i won't!
Somewhere
Way beyond our comprehending minds?
There's a point where everything works out
In space and time?
Swimming in a crowd, there
We are vultures, we are circling a kill
And i get your text i kiss your neck
And i freak out, and i freak out
Imagine cold hands grabbing at stale air
And a redundant loop of highway in the
Middle of nowhere built by no one
And i freak out, and i freak out
I see Glow City, at quite a distance
The only structure that's not collapsing in the wind
I leave the building all sound and fury
And i freak out, and i freak out
So here's to you!
Split up because we always take the evidence as proof
Split up because we'd rather underline and follow through
Split up because our superego's paralyzed and blue
Split up because realistically, what else are we gonna do?
Somewhere deep in the decision tree of each night
Nothing happens, everyone falls out
Glow City! i will choke it to the ground
Somewhere way inside reality afforded
Nothing happens everyone falls out
And out, and out, and out
That pushed themselves apart
Down opposite sides of a mountain
They were always blood and smoke
At each other's throats
A pretty tired joke, huh? yeah, i won't!
The new age of empathy is upon us!
But what a disgrace! keep it to yourself!
So i cut the rope, leaving 'em all to the
Capable hands of gravity, ha! i won't!
Somewhere
Deep in the decision tree of each night
There's a point where everything works out
In space and time
Tell me what you want? how do you want it?
Sing a few bars. do you even know?
Could you even tell me?
Dig a hole that goes round in a circle
With an end but no exit and crawl out? i won't!
A disease in your clique, pulling apart
Soldier ahead? take it on repeat?
"another one's gone? it's the hand of fate, yeah!"
Would you rather not think about it? i won't!
Somewhere
Way beyond our comprehending minds?
There's a point where everything works out
In space and time?
Swimming in a crowd, there
We are vultures, we are circling a kill
And i get your text i kiss your neck
And i freak out, and i freak out
Imagine cold hands grabbing at stale air
And a redundant loop of highway in the
Middle of nowhere built by no one
And i freak out, and i freak out
I see Glow City, at quite a distance
The only structure that's not collapsing in the wind
I leave the building all sound and fury
And i freak out, and i freak out
So here's to you!
Split up because we always take the evidence as proof
Split up because we'd rather underline and follow through
Split up because our superego's paralyzed and blue
Split up because realistically, what else are we gonna do?
Somewhere deep in the decision tree of each night
Nothing happens, everyone falls out
Glow City! i will choke it to the ground
Somewhere way inside reality afforded
Nothing happens everyone falls out
And out, and out, and out