Yeasayer - Fragrant World lyrics
[Yeasayer - Fragrant World lyrics]
Burning me out once a while
Form a function the end of days
No morsel to save so spread out
Seven below, twenty below
Locked up like your crow
Land of the greed, calling to me
Time to sift the tea leaves it takes a toll
Diving for, black and blue gold
This's not, a fragrant world
This's not, a fragrant world
This's not, a fragrant world
This's not, a fragrant world
Boiling teether hurting my eyes
Sew power ties on black shirts
No more sweethearts just not your lists
On power trips with bloodthirst
Seven below, twenty below
Locked up like your crow
Land of the greed, calling to me
Time to sift the tea leaves
It takes a toll
Diving for, black and blue gold
This's not, a fragrant world
This's not, a fragrant world
This's not, a fragrant world
This's not, a fragrant world
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