Field Medic - chamomile lyrics
Kevin Patrick Sullivan
[Field Medic - chamomile lyrics]
For a level head and a phantom limb
You know chamomile
Is sweeter when the sky is blushing too
Tell me have you ever thought
Of leavin' your boys behind?
I've got no concept of a savior
There's nothing I could do
Nothin' I could do
There's somethin' strange inside me
Diggin' holes with house keys
I've grown vulgar, vacant, and angry
So patient & passive
I thought that would make me wise
'Cause in my mind
I'm a ballerina
Straight off of Degas brush
And when I fall I
Make a pretty pink mess
In my life, I'm just so angry
'Bout all of everything I never got
So when I fall I'm
Just the ugliest
I'm just the ugliest
I'm just the ugliest
There's something strange inside me
Diggin' holes with house keys
I've grown vulgar, vacant, and angry
So patient and passive
I thought that would make me wise
Make me wise
Make me wise
Pale, but raging
With darkness
Like twilight