| Mother Mother – The Stand Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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I think he keeps himself distracted with: Tell me your weakness Oh, I keep it a secret Oh come on, just one vice All right, it's vodka on ice But then there's women on bikes, or just the women who straddle Oh now you are a handful I forgot about handfuls From his terrible fear of the shitty world we live in, where everyone's all the same and equally as useless and consumptive...: Tell me your fears Okay, it's everyone here You mean just all of the people Yeah, and all of their peers And all of their pets, and their chandeliers And their cigarettes, I haven't smoked in years And how he possibly believes that space would be a better place to live, because it's so big and comfy, but it's cold and lonely, and us humans can't just go out there (in our bodies anyways ;]): Talk about space. Well it's a beautiful place But it's so damn cold Just for the human race, but for the planets and the stars And everything else and Mars It's like paradise, spread out with a butter knife I mentioned the leaving of the body because he mentions not being able to: I can hardly stand the sight of it all I can hardly stand the sound of it all I can hardly stand the taste of it all I can hardly stand the smell of it all ...Being almost all of our "bodily," PHYSICAL/NEUROLOGICAL senses... it's clear that he's tired of perceiving earth from his current bodily perception. Personally, I agree... Everyone's fucked and they don't even know. |
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