This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
Laid out, puking in the back of a fancy bar
You and your friend in the front booth
Laughing at my sweet naïveté
And its awkward gravity
Three years, I saw the decimation of the world in you
Messiah complex lead a fickle flu
To see it's antidote and end in you
But now I'm gonna leave you
Eloise, Eloise
You never meant that much to me
Baby, please let go, my Eloise
Let it bleed, let it freeze and fall apart in front of me
My Eloise, you took the world from me
So beautiful, the ugliness within you
Last of three, baby of the family
Spoiled to bits and rotten to the shining core you
And mad with power I've seen corrupt
The leaders of a nation
Stricken with the sickly imitation of a love
The Lord would never stitch
You've got my cake. It's time to dine on the rich
Eloise, Eloise
You never meant that much to me
Baby, please let go, my Eloise
Let it bleed, let it freeze and fall apart in front of me
My Eloise
Band-Aid. Just a bloody Band-Aid.
That's all I ever really was to you, Eloise:
(You can't take when you gave it away.)
Just a solider with a syndrome and dreams of children's screams
You molded. You shaped like a god who loathes to create
(You can't take when you never want to give it away.)
Band-Aids. Two infected Band-Aids.
That's all we were to each other, Eloise
(You can't take it away.)
Just a couple of stupid kids throwing a ball back and forth
Just to see who drops it first
(So now I feel like a child again.)
Well, think fast, killer.
Eloise, Eloise
You never meant that much to me
Baby, please let go, my Eloise
Let it bleed, let it freeze and fall apart in front of me
My Eloise, you took the world from me
You took the world from me
You took the world from me
You took the world from me
You took the world from me
You and your friend in the front booth
Laughing at my sweet naïveté
And its awkward gravity
Three years, I saw the decimation of the world in you
Messiah complex lead a fickle flu
To see it's antidote and end in you
But now I'm gonna leave you
Eloise, Eloise
You never meant that much to me
Baby, please let go, my Eloise
Let it bleed, let it freeze and fall apart in front of me
My Eloise, you took the world from me
So beautiful, the ugliness within you
Last of three, baby of the family
Spoiled to bits and rotten to the shining core you
And mad with power I've seen corrupt
The leaders of a nation
Stricken with the sickly imitation of a love
The Lord would never stitch
You've got my cake. It's time to dine on the rich
Eloise, Eloise
You never meant that much to me
Baby, please let go, my Eloise
Let it bleed, let it freeze and fall apart in front of me
My Eloise
Band-Aid. Just a bloody Band-Aid.
That's all I ever really was to you, Eloise:
(You can't take when you gave it away.)
Just a solider with a syndrome and dreams of children's screams
You molded. You shaped like a god who loathes to create
(You can't take when you never want to give it away.)
Band-Aids. Two infected Band-Aids.
That's all we were to each other, Eloise
(You can't take it away.)
Just a couple of stupid kids throwing a ball back and forth
Just to see who drops it first
(So now I feel like a child again.)
Well, think fast, killer.
Eloise, Eloise
You never meant that much to me
Baby, please let go, my Eloise
Let it bleed, let it freeze and fall apart in front of me
My Eloise, you took the world from me
You took the world from me
You took the world from me
You took the world from me
You took the world from me
Lyrics submitted by GlriusBlnknDshWrld
Eloise Lyrics as written by Maxim Bemis
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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"Let it bleed,let it freeze and fall apart in front of me my Eloise, you took the world from me"
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