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Honorary Title, The - Properly Balanced lyrics
Small bolts of blood shoot across
The circumference, of his, of his eyes
It smelled of fish piss puke and garbage
Sidewalk cooking underneath the sunrise
It's getting old now,
It's getting old now,
It's getting old.
Don't call me when your moods are properly balanced
'cause I was there now for the worst part of this
Conjured confidence walks the sidewalk
Holding his breath as the garbage truck passes by
His breath now breathes unfulfilment
Which for a moment he just pushes aside .
It's getting old now,
It's getting old now,
It's getting old.
Instincts read the buckling seams
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The healthy and the uninterested
Don't call me when your moods are properly balanced
'cause I was there now for the worst part of this
Don't call me when your moods are properly balanced
'cause I was there now for the worst part of this
I twitch and cling to these, these images that I've foreseen
I jump at any noise that the night, the night, it brings
I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna hear it anymore
I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna hear it any...
Conjured confidence walks the sidewalk,
Holding his breath as it all passes by (I don't wanna hear)
You know, as it all passes by (I don't wanna hear)
I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna hear it anymore
I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna hear it any...