Shuddersome
Don't be so scared
Don't be so scared
Don't be so scared
Don't be so scared
Don't be so
Don't be so
Don't be so
Don't be so
Scared
I've been lied to, too many times (Incoherent)
I've been lied to, too many times (Incoherent)
I've been lied to, too many times (Incoherent)
I've been lied too many too many times
These things for the gods
They shine
They glow
But they can't be that all-knowing
For the boat itself is rowing
In darkness, light is growing
His skin is ripped and crowing
If the fiction keeps on mowing
Our vidal thoughts start showing
And here comes the priestess
She has to be held for her crimes
And here comes the priestess
Convincing with all of her shine
Ripped red with bloodshed
Divorcing the wheat while alive
This is the weakness
And every day
It seems just a little different
But I'm the one that had to change
And everyday
You seem too cold to look at me
In every way, I'm just the same
And everyone hits the ground
And everyone hits the ground
And everyone's all just the same
And all of us hide in shame
Oh, you can't be serious!
I'm done!
Oh, you can't be worried!
Everyone's done!
I'll keep you well
This is where the priest becomes the priestess
Castrate the man, to make room for his hand
Well, her poison roots will fail
Reach in and crush them yourself
And I have to tell myself
This is the top of the ground
Don't be so scared
Don't be so scared
Don't be so scared
Don't be so
Don't be so
Don't be so
Don't be so
Scared
I've been lied to, too many times (Incoherent)
I've been lied to, too many times (Incoherent)
I've been lied to, too many times (Incoherent)
I've been lied too many too many times
These things for the gods
They shine
They glow
But they can't be that all-knowing
For the boat itself is rowing
In darkness, light is growing
His skin is ripped and crowing
If the fiction keeps on mowing
Our vidal thoughts start showing
And here comes the priestess
She has to be held for her crimes
And here comes the priestess
Convincing with all of her shine
Ripped red with bloodshed
Divorcing the wheat while alive
This is the weakness
And every day
It seems just a little different
But I'm the one that had to change
And everyday
You seem too cold to look at me
In every way, I'm just the same
And everyone hits the ground
And everyone hits the ground
And everyone's all just the same
And all of us hide in shame
Oh, you can't be serious!
I'm done!
Oh, you can't be worried!
Everyone's done!
I'll keep you well
This is where the priest becomes the priestess
Castrate the man, to make room for his hand
Well, her poison roots will fail
Reach in and crush them yourself
And I have to tell myself
This is the top of the ground
Credits
Writer(s): James Mandel, Judd Hancock, London Van Rooy, Ryan Garner
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