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Ba-la-la, ba-la-la-la-la-la Ba-la-la, ba-la-la-la-la-la Ba-la-la, ba-la-la-la-la-la, ba I lie to myself, I lie down on the breeze I whisper, "Hey, breeze, where ya goin'?" Does the wine or the whiskey miss me? No At night cats get smashed in the snow, I don't mind We are gathered here today to have a real nice time Absent friends, where'd you go? Fools rush in, but you're the only one with guts We are family I lie down on the breeze I whisper, "Hey, breeze, where ya goin'?" Said, "Fuck it, I don't need it, religion and rules I cross my heart and then I hope to die I go to the park, and then I go back home" Fools rush in, but they're the only ones with guts We are now enterin' a new phase A priest mistakes me for a priest Mistakes me for a Houston Rocket validatin' snow Insane intercourse, constant swappin' while I fall asleep inside a bass I'm countin' on my breath to make tunnels I'm countin' on my breath A British Columbian prayer No matter when, no matter where, s-s-s-suffer The last time I (I lie, I lie down on the breeze) (I whisper, "Hey") the last time I saw Georgie (breeze) It was an incredible vision, cracked alabaster from head to toe (I lie) Just this terrible crescendo (I lie down on the breeze) Headin' towards a conclusion Dyin' for a conclusion (I whisper, "Hey") Dead ends on Retrospective Street (breeze) In love with every person I meet (I lie) In love with the Gun Club (I lie down on the breeze) (I whisper, "Hey") Mirthless husk floatin' on an ocean (breeze) On the surface of the King of France Thousand-yard stare stares at the menu and grins (I lie) From this angle, in a certain light (I lie down on the breeze) (I whisper, "Hey, breeze") All bets are off on every goddamn thing It's all the same thing under a certain light (I lie) Women fill out, men crumble inwards (I lie down on the breeze) There, I didn't wanna say it, but I did "My life's a giant lid closin' on an eye" (I whisper, "Hey, breeze") It's all the same thing in a certain light It's all the same thing in a certain light But we live in the light It is exquisite, it goes through you It goes through your legs God is famous for punishin' I burned my boats I'm stayin' here in the harbor I go nowhere Death by illumination I want it, I want it, I want, I want it In the shop window, illumined like candy I bought all these people this brandy
Writer(s): Daniel Bejar Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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