Keep It Spacey
The feel of all my guts
displayed here
The fear of the the trust
displaced here
It was a full-automatic
artificial memory
I'm talkin' groovy superstatic
transformative bullshit
And I don't where all the
charm in my face went
Is there room for all this
blood in the basement?
It was really organized
poke-em-in-the-eyes campaign
By then, we knew that they was liars
we were opening up champagne
So, I'm blurring all my words
Keep it spacey
I'm ignoring all my chores
I'm a baby
displayed here
The fear of the the trust
displaced here
It was a full-automatic
artificial memory
I'm talkin' groovy superstatic
transformative bullshit
And I don't where all the
charm in my face went
Is there room for all this
blood in the basement?
It was really organized
poke-em-in-the-eyes campaign
By then, we knew that they was liars
we were opening up champagne
So, I'm blurring all my words
Keep it spacey
I'm ignoring all my chores
I'm a baby
Credits
Writer(s): Tommy Cormier
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.