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Burning Down the Nicotine Armoire Pt. 2 Lyrics
Still grinding teeth, trying to follow you home
I’ll stop the world, cause this plan is slow
Wait across the street in the parking lot
The tree is dead the front door is locked
The moments I framed have cracked and crumbled
Grabbed us by the throat, then I choked and stumbled
This will never work, this will never work
Check my pulse as I swallow dirt
I’m cutting myself with my own morals
I never meant to write about you (I never meant to write about you)
The one contact that I loved so much
But passing my own heart, what could possibly be within?
Do you think about your actions?
Do you ever wonder what the consequences are?
(Your licensed, M. Bison got stabbed with a five dollar syringe)
The dullness of existence
(Your licensed, M. Bison got stabbed with a five dollar syringe)
The dullness of existence
(I’m dressed in white, shine so bright, hair so tight)
And I have no sympathy for this
He needs somebody else to leech off of (somebody else to leech off of)
The one contact that I loved so much
But passing my own heart, what could possibly be within?
Do you think about your actions?
Do you ever wonder what the consequences are?
(Your licensed, M. Bison got stabbed with a five dollar syringe)
The dullness of existence
(Your licensed, M. Bison got stabbed with a five dollar syringe)
The dullness of existence
(I’m dressed in white, shine so bright, hair so tight)
Prescribed the throat, I need the antidote, its fucking mind over matter [x4
My concepts are rested and manifest in ways you can’t forget [x2
My concepts are rested...
If you're gonna wear the uniform you better sell the cookies
don't come to my house asking for a handout
If you're gonna wear the uniform sell the fucking cookies
don't come to my house
I’ll stop the world, cause this plan is slow
Wait across the street in the parking lot
The tree is dead the front door is locked
The moments I framed have cracked and crumbled
Grabbed us by the throat, then I choked and stumbled
This will never work, this will never work
Check my pulse as I swallow dirt
I never meant to write about you (I never meant to write about you)
The one contact that I loved so much
But passing my own heart, what could possibly be within?
Do you ever wonder what the consequences are?
(Your licensed, M. Bison got stabbed with a five dollar syringe)
The dullness of existence
(Your licensed, M. Bison got stabbed with a five dollar syringe)
The dullness of existence
(I’m dressed in white, shine so bright, hair so tight)
He needs somebody else to leech off of (somebody else to leech off of)
The one contact that I loved so much
But passing my own heart, what could possibly be within?
Do you ever wonder what the consequences are?
(Your licensed, M. Bison got stabbed with a five dollar syringe)
The dullness of existence
(Your licensed, M. Bison got stabbed with a five dollar syringe)
The dullness of existence
(I’m dressed in white, shine so bright, hair so tight)
My concepts are rested and manifest in ways you can’t forget [x2
My concepts are rested...
don't come to my house asking for a handout
If you're gonna wear the uniform sell the fucking cookies
don't come to my house
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So grind your teeth, I tried to follow you home That's not the way, just let it flow Right across the street, in the parking lot The tree is dead, the front door is locked There are moments I pray, that fence would crumble I'd slide right through, join the ensemble? (lol)
I'm cutting myself with my own morals I never meant to write about you The one contact I loved so much Bypassing my own heart What could possibly be with it?
Do you think about your actions? Do you ever wonder what the consequences are? Oh oh you're done with self existence [your mistakes, your mistakes, you're dead with the fucking ?? to live?]
And I have no sympathy for this. He needs somebody else to leech off of. The one contact that I loved so much Bypassing my own heart What could possibly be with it?
Do you think about your actions? Do you ever wonder what the consequences are? Oh oh you're done with self existence [your mistakes, your mistakes, you're dead with the fucking ?? to rage?]
Restart the drill And in the end you'll die It's fucking mind over matter
My conscience arrested and manifest in ways you can't forget [If you're going to work the humor go shove your fucking cookies?] (i have no idea what he's saying lol)
idk that's just what I got from it
Let me make a couple of changes.
Jon: Somebody did try to follow you home Thats not the way, just let it go/flow Across the street, the parking lot the tree is dead, the front door is locked (this is funny cause apparently in part 1 he says "Wed wait across the street under our tree outside the front door") There are moments I pray, that fence would crumble ? This will never work, this will never work ?
Kurt: Im cutting myself with my own morals i never meant to write about you The one contact that i loved so much But passing my own heart What could possibly be within
Chorus: Do you think about your actions do you ever wonder what the consequences are oh, oh, the dullness of existance
Kurt: And I have no sympathy for this, he needs somebody else to leech off of the one contact(?) that i loved so much But passing my own ??? What could possibly be within
Chorus
Breakdown:
Grabbed us by the throat, hand me the antidote, its fucking mind over matter ?
Kurt: my contacts are rested in manifest in ways you cant forget
(Somebody did try to follow you home) (????????) (Wait across the street) (The parkinglot) (The tree is dead the front door is locked) (The moments i framed) (they ????) (?? I'm choking on the supper) (This will never work, this will never work) (Check my ??? as i swallow dirt)
(I'm cutting myself with my own morals, i never ment to write about you (never ment to write about you) But what contact that i loved so much by passing my own heart, what could possible be within? Do you think about your actions and do you ever wonder what the consiquences are Oh, the dullness of existance (your licens, your licens, you're dead) (your licens, your licens, you're dead) (???????????????????????????)
And I have no sympathy for this he needs somebody else to leech off of
But what contact that i loved so much by passing my own heart, what could possible be within? Do you think about your actions? and do you ever wonder what the consiquences are? Oh, the dullness of existance (your licens, your licens, you're dead) (your licens, your licens, you're dead)
(It grabbed us by the throat, hand me the antidote) (It's fucking mind over matter) (It grabbed us by the throat, hand me the antidote) (It's fucking mind over matter) (It grabbed us by the throat, hand me the antidote) (It's fucking mind over matter) (It grabbed us by the throat, hand me the antidote) (It's fucking mind over matter)
My contacts are rested in manifest in ways you cant forget (if i call your wife beautiful) (you better shove a cookie) (come back to my house) (before i head out) (if i call your wife beautiful)
(you better shove a cookie) (come back to my house)
my version :)
I hear
Prescribe the drug, I am the antidote, its fucking mind over matter
I hear the same as dbzpah. I thought it was "it grabbed us by the throat, hand me the antidote," but after a closer listen, it sounds like that.
Eh, it could be either one. In part one he said "grabbed us by the throat" and this one sounded similar so I went with that.
Haha yeah...That is true. I can't really choose which one I think sounds better... I guess we'll find out when they release the lyrics? xP
haha my version was completely wrong but at least I got the part about "shove a cookie" right? xD
This song sequel is alot closer to hte original than the Robot songs, haha. It's funny how many lyrics are similar to the first one.
Yea, I love the Robot With Human Hairs, but they really dont have much...relation. Except for the guitar, kinda.