Tiny Darkness
Have you seen my pockets?
Get with the program
Everything's been slipping
Straight out of my hands
It takes everything to begin again, to begin a–
Am I what I say I am?
Or do they define me?
I was making it by hand
Now it's built in your factories
It costs you nothing
To remark like that
About all I have
This tiny, tiny, tiny darkness
In everyone that you meet
This tiny, tiny, tiny likeness
It makes us all enemies
They said that I could be a star
But I bent out of my shape
I'm like a washed-up TV host
Watching back old tapes
It takes everything to begin again
This tiny, tiny, tiny darkness
In everyone that you meet
This tiny, tiny, tiny likeness
It makes us all enemies
What is it that you call righteous?
Well, I don't know what you mean
This is all so complicated
Maybe I should have got a degree
Doo-roo-roo-roo-doo-roo-roo
Doo-doo-doo-ooh-roo-roo
Doo-roo-roo-roo-doo-roo-roo
Doo-doo-doo-ooh-roo-roo
This tiny, tiny, tiny darkness
In everyone that you meet
This tiny, tiny, tiny likeness
It makes us all enemies
What is it that you call righteous?
Well, I don't know what you mean
This is all so complicated
Maybe I should have got a degree
Get with the program
Everything's been slipping
Straight out of my hands
It takes everything to begin again, to begin a–
Am I what I say I am?
Or do they define me?
I was making it by hand
Now it's built in your factories
It costs you nothing
To remark like that
About all I have
This tiny, tiny, tiny darkness
In everyone that you meet
This tiny, tiny, tiny likeness
It makes us all enemies
They said that I could be a star
But I bent out of my shape
I'm like a washed-up TV host
Watching back old tapes
It takes everything to begin again
This tiny, tiny, tiny darkness
In everyone that you meet
This tiny, tiny, tiny likeness
It makes us all enemies
What is it that you call righteous?
Well, I don't know what you mean
This is all so complicated
Maybe I should have got a degree
Doo-roo-roo-roo-doo-roo-roo
Doo-doo-doo-ooh-roo-roo
Doo-roo-roo-roo-doo-roo-roo
Doo-doo-doo-ooh-roo-roo
This tiny, tiny, tiny darkness
In everyone that you meet
This tiny, tiny, tiny likeness
It makes us all enemies
What is it that you call righteous?
Well, I don't know what you mean
This is all so complicated
Maybe I should have got a degree
Credits
Writer(s): Adam O'regan, Donagh Seaver O'leary, Dylan Lynch, Faye O'rourke
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.