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Don't you, just feel so broken hearted?
They unzip you from your throat to your pelvis.
I'm just gonna feel so broken hearted.
Vampire cities sprouting from your organs.
Kept alive by machines and chemicals...
... Your hands, your head, your arms, your face start to quake.
Strip malls just stare so broken hearted.
Bill boards read: "you'll be dead this time next year".
And I know, I know, my ghost is gonna come.........
So plant your skulls, in the earth.
And grow bone trees, to sheild your grief.
Bright white trees, and nectarines.
We'll write postards to the love sick sea.
And sleep under the ivory canopy.
Don't you just feel so broken hearted?
When there's nothing, you can do about it.
I'm just gonna feel so broken hearted.
A sequin sky of haunting stars divides us.
Oh it's rancid, it's rancid, the taste of vultures on my tongue.
Ship yards just sway so broken hearted.
Shores stuffed with dismembered mannequins.
Fake eyes lidless and white watch tide
For ever and ever and ever and ever!.......
They unzip you from your throat to your pelvis.
I'm just gonna feel so broken hearted.
Vampire cities sprouting from your organs.
Kept alive by machines and chemicals...
... Your hands, your head, your arms, your face start to quake.
Strip malls just stare so broken hearted.
Bill boards read: "you'll be dead this time next year".
And I know, I know, my ghost is gonna come.........
So plant your skulls, in the earth.
And grow bone trees, to sheild your grief.
Bright white trees, and nectarines.
We'll write postards to the love sick sea.
And sleep under the ivory canopy.
Don't you just feel so broken hearted?
When there's nothing, you can do about it.
I'm just gonna feel so broken hearted.
A sequin sky of haunting stars divides us.
Oh it's rancid, it's rancid, the taste of vultures on my tongue.
Ship yards just sway so broken hearted.
Shores stuffed with dismembered mannequins.
Fake eyes lidless and white watch tide
For ever and ever and ever and ever!.......
Lyrics submitted by jessenotjesse
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id have to say i think the guy above me is right for the most part, but not quite..
what i get out of it is:
people have been so detached from everything in life that really matters "i feel so broken hearted", also whitney touches on how new development and the rise of big business can have an effect on someone's heart "strip malls stare back so broken hearted"
it seems like he puts us in a place of conformity, where your life isnt exciting and you have nothing to look really forward to "billboards read:'youll be dead this time next year'"
at the chorus though, i feel like he gives his own advice on how to stay a happy, fulfilled individual "plant your skulls in the earth/grow bones trees to shield your grief" i get the image of someone doing just that with their head in the ground and their legs sticking straight out, like one of the shirts he's designed or something.
basically, stay connected with the world and all the issues that truly matter, not the superficial ones. it may be frustrating to live in a bland, un-inspiring place, but keep your hopes up, and be an individual.
Yes, "an individual." Of course.