Mowing the Lawn
Stunted growth on your beautiful lawn
Double blink and the green is gone
Try to right try to right what's wrong
But instead I'll just write a new song
Bloody nose
From your endless blows
Anything goes
At the price of your soul
Cut back down to my knees
What do you want from me
I know it's not what you wanted
But I know it's something you need
Twisted tongue on your beautiful song
Try to pen try to pen what's wrong
Cutting deep cutting deep this time
Deferent patterns not just vertical lines
First try you got it alright
Second time you were scribbling all night
Maybe you were trying to prolong
The inevitable death of your calling
You know you don't have long now
Two years and you have nothing to show some how
Bloody nose
From your endless blows
Anything goes
At the price of your soul
Cut back down to my knees
What do you want from me
I know it's not what you wanted
But I know it's something you need
Pen and paper and deadly thoughts
They go together like scotch and rocks
Pen and paper and deadly thoughts
They go together like scotch and rocks
Oh Cut back down to my knees
What do you want from me
I know it's not what you wanted
But I know it's something I need
First try you got it alright
Second time you were scribbling all night
Maybe you were trying to prolong
The inevitable death of your calling
Double blink and the green is gone
Try to right try to right what's wrong
But instead I'll just write a new song
Bloody nose
From your endless blows
Anything goes
At the price of your soul
Cut back down to my knees
What do you want from me
I know it's not what you wanted
But I know it's something you need
Twisted tongue on your beautiful song
Try to pen try to pen what's wrong
Cutting deep cutting deep this time
Deferent patterns not just vertical lines
First try you got it alright
Second time you were scribbling all night
Maybe you were trying to prolong
The inevitable death of your calling
You know you don't have long now
Two years and you have nothing to show some how
Bloody nose
From your endless blows
Anything goes
At the price of your soul
Cut back down to my knees
What do you want from me
I know it's not what you wanted
But I know it's something you need
Pen and paper and deadly thoughts
They go together like scotch and rocks
Pen and paper and deadly thoughts
They go together like scotch and rocks
Oh Cut back down to my knees
What do you want from me
I know it's not what you wanted
But I know it's something I need
First try you got it alright
Second time you were scribbling all night
Maybe you were trying to prolong
The inevitable death of your calling
Credits
Writer(s): Ufo Race
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