of Montreal - Voltaic Crusher/Undrum to Muted Da lyrics
[of Montreal - Voltaic Crusher/Undrum to Muted Da lyrics]
But, I never run out of things to say
You're my Ulysses that I'll never end
Now that I fucked up, lost you, sweet friend
Everything is in the trash, and it's my fault
I've destroyed us, I know, it's unrecoverable
If there's a God he will repair your heart
If there's a God, send her an angel
Make him handsome and clever and not crazy
And you notice something wonderful
Someone to love her volcanically
And please, please, please, God
Don't be a bastard
Christ knows she deserves something
Nice for a change
Christ knows she deserves something
Nice for a change
I am a flaw, I'm a mistake
I am faulty, I always break
I tried, you don't believe me, but I did
I tried to mature, be responsible
Dot dot dot but my heart is juvenile
And my character's not so hot
You gave me your hand, I gave you a fist
Please don't lose any sleep over me, baby
I hardly exist
You gave me your hand, I gave you a fist
Please don't lose any sleep over me, baby
I hardly exist
You gave me everything, still I resist
Please don't lose any sleep over me, baby
I hardly exist
I hardly exist
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