Eyedea, Abilities - Hay Fever lyrics
[Eyedea, Abilities - Hay Fever lyrics]
I'm not shit, I'm champagne
Let's all go home
Kill ourselves and our radios
Where's my head? This isn't mine
Nobody loves a thing everyone
Is fucking crazy
In control, it's not my fault
They'll be sorry once I skin them
Scared to life, a painless death
Make sure she knows I love her
Right before she floats away
I can't hear you, screams too loud
All my ideas become perfect
Little blind spots fold me in, tucked away
I'm starting to think I never learn
What I need to learn
All things pass, we bruise skin
Holding onto things that we shouldn't
Be allowed to keep
Make them proud, dredged in guilt
Call me when the miracle
Reduces to coincidence
My casted wings are almost stubs now
I can't feel a thing, just like you promised
I was always bad at being good
I was always bad at being good
I was always bad
There's no hell more harsh than a memory
There's no home more hell than an empty nest
Winter takes the warm away
Spring takes the cold away
Summer takes the rain away and
Fall took away my friend
I believe there's never a place better
Than right where you are
Although imagining an afterlife can tend
To mend a broken heart
And with someone dead
It's a way of coping with loss
But, I don't need you out there somewhere
If I have you in my thoughts
I don't envy anyone in a position
Where they're forced to choose
Pull the plug or not I can't tell
If this is for me or you
I mean I know you're sick, tired
And confused
But sometimes letting the tired go to sleep
Is the best thing to do
I will hold your head while the
Doctor sticks the needle in
I'll always remember our companionship
And what it meant
And on Sunday, October the 5th
You took your last breath
And you will be missed
My casted wings are almost stubs now
Let's all go home
Kill ourselves and our radios
Where's my head? This isn't mine
Nobody loves a thing everyone
Is fucking crazy
In control, it's not my fault
They'll be sorry once I skin them
Scared to life, a painless death
Make sure she knows I love her
Right before she floats away
I can't hear you, screams too loud
All my ideas become perfect
Little blind spots fold me in, tucked away
I'm starting to think I never learn
What I need to learn
All things pass, we bruise skin
Holding onto things that we shouldn't
Be allowed to keep
Make them proud, dredged in guilt
Call me when the miracle
Reduces to coincidence
My casted wings are almost stubs now
I can't feel a thing, just like you promised
I was always bad at being good
I was always bad at being good
I was always bad
There's no hell more harsh than a memory
There's no home more hell than an empty nest
Winter takes the warm away
Spring takes the cold away
Summer takes the rain away and
Fall took away my friend
I believe there's never a place better
Than right where you are
Although imagining an afterlife can tend
To mend a broken heart
And with someone dead
It's a way of coping with loss
But, I don't need you out there somewhere
If I have you in my thoughts
I don't envy anyone in a position
Where they're forced to choose
Pull the plug or not I can't tell
If this is for me or you
I mean I know you're sick, tired
And confused
But sometimes letting the tired go to sleep
Is the best thing to do
I will hold your head while the
Doctor sticks the needle in
I'll always remember our companionship
And what it meant
And on Sunday, October the 5th
You took your last breath
And you will be missed
My casted wings are almost stubs now