Transliterator
Lady future's arms are lily white
They stretch before you come inside
There is room enough
She is generous
Come on, come up
While we're still young
You want to love your life from a prison?
Of all this uninvited altruism
The homemade weapons you are fashioning
Are hellbent on doing us both in
You better mean what you say
Why don't you say what you mean
I never get anywhere
I get the space in between
Beautifully mutilated
Instantly antiquated
I will admit I almost always underestimate it
You better mean what you say
Why don't you say what you mean
I never get anywhere
I get the space in between
Beautifully mutilated
Instantly antiquated
I will admit I almost always underestimate it
Let's begin at the beginning
Let us revisit the past
Like when the houselights start dimming
In silver screen photograph
It makes a beautiful sound
When nobody else is around
It has a wonderful way
Of eating up entire days
We'll go swimming in libations
Forgive unexplained lacerations
These otherworldly manifestations
We can all live in the breath you are wasting
You better mean what you say
Why don't you say what you mean
I never get anywhere
I get the space in between here
We go over again beautifully mutilated
Instantly antiquated let's wash our hands
Of everything
I will admit I almost always underestimate it
You don't owe them anything
They stretch before you come inside
There is room enough
She is generous
Come on, come up
While we're still young
You want to love your life from a prison?
Of all this uninvited altruism
The homemade weapons you are fashioning
Are hellbent on doing us both in
You better mean what you say
Why don't you say what you mean
I never get anywhere
I get the space in between
Beautifully mutilated
Instantly antiquated
I will admit I almost always underestimate it
You better mean what you say
Why don't you say what you mean
I never get anywhere
I get the space in between
Beautifully mutilated
Instantly antiquated
I will admit I almost always underestimate it
Let's begin at the beginning
Let us revisit the past
Like when the houselights start dimming
In silver screen photograph
It makes a beautiful sound
When nobody else is around
It has a wonderful way
Of eating up entire days
We'll go swimming in libations
Forgive unexplained lacerations
These otherworldly manifestations
We can all live in the breath you are wasting
You better mean what you say
Why don't you say what you mean
I never get anywhere
I get the space in between here
We go over again beautifully mutilated
Instantly antiquated let's wash our hands
Of everything
I will admit I almost always underestimate it
You don't owe them anything
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Writer(s): Shawn Robert Gilbert, Thomas Michael Hagerman, Jean Kathleen Schroder, Nick Urata
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