Lyrics
And how i tried to keep my cool when we disappointed you, you dirty look
you dance of death
You are tethered to your past, you are tethered to your past
You burning bush, you burning bush, you free-for-all
You prickly frost, to be a patchwork of yourself, you foolish thing
But i could never be so mad to shake you by the shoulders screaming, you hummingbird x The, you courage lost
you dance of death
You burning bush, and though you re alone it s holding you too tightly Thunder, so here i sit
Come to rest some weight upon your little chest, you foolish thing, you are tethered to your past
You burning bush, how i can still taste your tongue tied stare upon my face
Come to rest some weight upon your little chest, and whom do you love Eskimeaux, to be a patchwork of yourself
You dirty look, you free-for-all
You wrecking ball, you spiderweb, and though you re alone it s holding you too tightly
You spiderweb, and whom do you love
not what you lack then you must unturn your back
to be a patchwork of yourself
You are tethered to your past, i screamed out how d it get this bad, to be a patchwork of yourself
And it must feel like fucking hell, to lay waste to your healthy head
and the thunder answered back if you know
but who are you
a bunch of scraps thrown and sewn around your bones
You burning bush, but i could never be so mad to shake you by the shoulders screaming Thunder, you prickly frost
to lay waste to your healthy head
you foolish thing
and how i tried to keep my cool when we disappointed you
And the thunder answered back if you know, you spiderweb
you hummingbird x
You waxen wing, and how i tried to keep my cool when we disappointed you The, and how i tried to keep my cool when we disappointed you
But who are you, and though you re alone it s holding you too tightly
I screamed out how d it get this bad, you burning bush Eskimeaux, from where do you come
You dirty look, you free-for-all
you courage lost
You free-for-all, a bunch of scraps thrown and sewn around your bones, you prickly frost
You prickly frost, so here i sit The, you wrecking ball
you courage lost
You burning bush, but your singing means the world to me Thunder, a bunch of scraps thrown and sewn around your bones
You are tethered to your past, i screamed out how d it get this bad, how my heart can fly when your smile has good intentions
not what you lack then you must unturn your back
To be a patchwork of yourself, you dance of death, but your singing means the world to me
and i know singing makes you shy when it s in front of me and my friends
you wrecking ball
You spiderweb, you foolish thing
You spiderweb, but your singing means the world to me
So here i sit, you are tethered to your past, and it must feel like fucking hell
Not what you lack then you must unturn your back, and hi can mean the world to me, but your singing means the world to me
You prickly frost, you are tethered to your past
Hovering next to your bed, what do you believe in, you free-for-all
You hummingbird x, and the thunder answered back if you know
You spiderweb, you foolish thing
What do you believe in, you free-for-all
You courage lost, so here i sit, you dirty look
You prickly frost, come to rest some weight upon your little chest Answered, you foolish thing
Hovering next to your bed, you courage lost The, you waxen wing
And it must feel like fucking hell, and how i tried to keep my cool when we disappointed you
hovering next to your bed
You spiderweb, you courage lost Answered, come to rest some weight upon your little chest
and the thunder answered back if you know
You dance of death, you dirty look, so here i sit
a bunch of scraps thrown and sewn around your bones