Non-Prophets - The Cure lyrics
[Non-Prophets - The Cure lyrics]
Don't deny that sick feeling in your
Stomach you can't run from it
Let it guide you into high view
Then move beyond the summit
From peaks to valleys speed through
Alleys if it's done quick
You'll have the time to find the
Caves where days were never sunlit
Discover scriptures made by a
Society of blind men
Who suggest the best direction's where you
Most likely will find them
Dead set on checkmates embracing a chess set
When bedspreads get wet they're left with
The scent of death threats
In 7 seconds I'll become undone
I'm breaking through
If you're around by the time I
Reach number one I'm taking you
You're not the traveling type? Then
Hide your baggage better
Before you die a normal death
And write the average letter
About your internal furnace
And how life's a
Sexually transmitted disease
That you contracted through her kiss
When a boy writes off the world
It's done with sloppy misspelled words
If a girl writes off the
World it's done in cursive
I'm searching for a cure this is a sickness
Can you hear me, love?
I kick dirt for what it's worth
Listening to the birds chirp
The same cryptic speech the breeze
Speaks and sea repeats
Recognizing the cycles with every passing day
Writing full demands in the sand 'til
The crashing waves wash it away
I watch what I say now but I hate it
Trying to make my mark
Afraid of the dark nature of vague statements
That plague vacant parking lots where
Shopping carts go uncollected
That sick feeling in my stomach starts to
Leave my heart and soul infected
I won't accept it do my best
To reject patterns 'til it hurts
Every second making bad turns for the worse
She's getting further away I can feel it
In the way my bones ache
The ocean sealed it's lips
Now the waves won't break
The secrets it won't say has got us
Trying to break codes in churches
And lately I've been hating
It's soul purpose
When a boy writes off the world
It's done with sloppy misspelled words
If a girl writes off the
World it's done in cursive
I'm searching for a cure this is a sickness
Can you hear me, love?
Now I look for air pockets to
Pick, walk with a stick
Start picking locks with it
Opening up heart-shaped lockets
With little arguments
Tawdry trinkets start to split and contradict
Those who say one thing
But think the opposite
I bit the dust tongue kissing
Documents in a smoke stack
Faith is harder to swallow than pride
Turning our throats black
I want my home back I know
That's not an available option
It's the way that I'm walking in
Between a cradle and coffin
That makes me pace myself if half
The battle is done right
The other half won't take my health
While jacking my shadow's sunlight
To crack it open and find the
Space between my breaths are desolate
Life is just a lie with an "f"
In it and death is definite
But after I scratched the surface
I never saw the calm before
The storm act so nervous
When a boy writes off the world
It's done with sloppy misspelled words
If a girl writes off the
World it's done in cursive
I'm searching for her
Can you hear me, love?
Stomach you can't run from it
Let it guide you into high view
Then move beyond the summit
From peaks to valleys speed through
Alleys if it's done quick
You'll have the time to find the
Caves where days were never sunlit
Discover scriptures made by a
Society of blind men
Who suggest the best direction's where you
Most likely will find them
Dead set on checkmates embracing a chess set
When bedspreads get wet they're left with
The scent of death threats
In 7 seconds I'll become undone
I'm breaking through
If you're around by the time I
Reach number one I'm taking you
You're not the traveling type? Then
Hide your baggage better
Before you die a normal death
And write the average letter
About your internal furnace
And how life's a
Sexually transmitted disease
That you contracted through her kiss
When a boy writes off the world
It's done with sloppy misspelled words
If a girl writes off the
World it's done in cursive
I'm searching for a cure this is a sickness
Can you hear me, love?
I kick dirt for what it's worth
Listening to the birds chirp
The same cryptic speech the breeze
Speaks and sea repeats
Recognizing the cycles with every passing day
Writing full demands in the sand 'til
The crashing waves wash it away
I watch what I say now but I hate it
Trying to make my mark
Afraid of the dark nature of vague statements
That plague vacant parking lots where
Shopping carts go uncollected
That sick feeling in my stomach starts to
Leave my heart and soul infected
I won't accept it do my best
To reject patterns 'til it hurts
Every second making bad turns for the worse
She's getting further away I can feel it
In the way my bones ache
The ocean sealed it's lips
Now the waves won't break
The secrets it won't say has got us
Trying to break codes in churches
And lately I've been hating
It's soul purpose
When a boy writes off the world
It's done with sloppy misspelled words
If a girl writes off the
World it's done in cursive
I'm searching for a cure this is a sickness
Can you hear me, love?
Now I look for air pockets to
Pick, walk with a stick
Start picking locks with it
Opening up heart-shaped lockets
With little arguments
Tawdry trinkets start to split and contradict
Those who say one thing
But think the opposite
I bit the dust tongue kissing
Documents in a smoke stack
Faith is harder to swallow than pride
Turning our throats black
I want my home back I know
That's not an available option
It's the way that I'm walking in
Between a cradle and coffin
That makes me pace myself if half
The battle is done right
The other half won't take my health
While jacking my shadow's sunlight
To crack it open and find the
Space between my breaths are desolate
Life is just a lie with an "f"
In it and death is definite
But after I scratched the surface
I never saw the calm before
The storm act so nervous
When a boy writes off the world
It's done with sloppy misspelled words
If a girl writes off the
World it's done in cursive
I'm searching for her
Can you hear me, love?