Screeching Weasel - Speed Of Mutation lyrics
[Screeching Weasel - Speed Of Mutation lyrics]
It only seems to happen at three or four AM
Some blurry, half-formed picture of some
Half-forgotten friend
Becomes clear, but I can't hold it
It happens in my dreams
I can't remember what it was
That meant so much
Don't question speed of mutation
Don't question speed of mutation
Don't question speed of mutation
Don't question speed of mutation
Even a rotten creep can have
Moments sweet and pure
I lay there, something missing
What happened to that girl? Is she okay
Or is she just a face in the crowd?
Why can't i think of what it
Was that mean so much?
Don't question speed of mutation
Don't question speed of mutation
Don't question speed of mutation
Don't question speed of mutation
Why do I wake up feeling
That I've lost something big?
Why do I try to hold on
To things that don't exist?
I keep on asking myself
"What happened to that girl?"
They're moments that I make up
They're moments sweet and pure
Don't ever try to find
Something you left behind
Don't ever try to make
A memory into something
Don't ever fool yourself
It always disappears don't ever kid yourself
There's no girl of your dreams
Don't question speed of mutation
Don't question speed of mutation
Don't question speed of mutation
Don't question speed of mutation
Mutation mutation
Mutation mutation
Mutation mutation
Mutation mutation
Some blurry, half-formed picture of some
Half-forgotten friend
Becomes clear, but I can't hold it
It happens in my dreams
I can't remember what it was
That meant so much
Don't question speed of mutation
Don't question speed of mutation
Don't question speed of mutation
Don't question speed of mutation
Even a rotten creep can have
Moments sweet and pure
I lay there, something missing
What happened to that girl? Is she okay
Or is she just a face in the crowd?
Why can't i think of what it
Was that mean so much?
Don't question speed of mutation
Don't question speed of mutation
Don't question speed of mutation
Don't question speed of mutation
Why do I wake up feeling
That I've lost something big?
Why do I try to hold on
To things that don't exist?
I keep on asking myself
"What happened to that girl?"
They're moments that I make up
They're moments sweet and pure
Don't ever try to find
Something you left behind
Don't ever try to make
A memory into something
Don't ever fool yourself
It always disappears don't ever kid yourself
There's no girl of your dreams
Don't question speed of mutation
Don't question speed of mutation
Don't question speed of mutation
Don't question speed of mutation
Mutation mutation
Mutation mutation
Mutation mutation
Mutation mutation