Underground_Network
September 18th, 2010, 07:11 PM
Grave shift and you think I've got neon glow sticks
Well the rave don't start till thrift-mas,
It's like Christmas for the misfits,
It's like thievery for the dimwits,
It's like medicine for the not sick,
Let me unstick, remove myself from this,
Here I go again with nonsensical shit.
So let me go now, just let me whoa now
And let me slow down, I'm on the ground now,
If I stand up now, will you just bow down?
I've got it planned out, this is a breakdown,
I'm gonna lockdown without a loud sound,
I'm gonna shut down every roundhouse
I'm gonna block, block, block the roused crowd.
Blatant misinformation you're taking me from my station
My insecurity is flooring me, beneath the ground, restoring me
Could take a couple days in an instant I've been fazed
All I see's a dusty haze of who I used to be,
It's like a mirror caked with rust, the brown stains are a must,
If you ever regain my trust you better not abduct
Me from myself because I'll go and fuck you up
If you prove that you're not to trust I will turn this love to lust.
So let me go now, just let me whoa now
And let me slow down, I'm on the ground now,
If I stand up now, will you just bow down?
I've got it planned out, this is a breakdown,
I'm gonna lockdown without a loud sound,
I'm gonna shut down every roundhouse
I'm gonna block, block, block the roused crowd.
Distant clay formation, I'm in the rock stance
And you're the patient, I ain't no doctor
But I'm a liaison to the masons of the day song,
Hear me right wrongs, see me go on
To the strong throng of the gray storms
Overhead long, here we go, naw,
I'm the last straw, pick me up love,
I'm the last one (you're the past, hun).
So let me go now, just let me whoa now
And let me slow down, I'm on the ground now,
If I stand up now, will you just bow down?
I've got it planned out, this is a breakdown,
I'm gonna lockdown without a loud sound,
I'm gonna shut down every roundhouse
I'm gonna block, block, block the roused crowd.
Blatant misinformation you're taking me from my station
My insecurity is flooring me, beneath the ground, restoring me
Could take a couple days in an instant I've been fazed
All I see's a dusty haze of who I used to be,
It's like a mirror caked with rust, the brown stains are a must,
If you ever regain my trust you better not abduct
Me from myself because I'll go and fuck you up
If you prove that you're not to trust I will turn this love to lust.
So let me go now, just let me whoa now
And let me slow down, I'm on the ground now,
If I stand up now, will you just bow down?
I've got it planned out, this is a breakdown,
I'm gonna lockdown without a loud sound,
I'm gonna shut down every roundhouse
I'm gonna block, block, block the roused crowd.
I'm gonna shut, shut, shut you down, down.
Well the rave don't start till thrift-mas,
It's like Christmas for the misfits,
It's like thievery for the dimwits,
It's like medicine for the not sick,
Let me unstick, remove myself from this,
Here I go again with nonsensical shit.
So let me go now, just let me whoa now
And let me slow down, I'm on the ground now,
If I stand up now, will you just bow down?
I've got it planned out, this is a breakdown,
I'm gonna lockdown without a loud sound,
I'm gonna shut down every roundhouse
I'm gonna block, block, block the roused crowd.
Blatant misinformation you're taking me from my station
My insecurity is flooring me, beneath the ground, restoring me
Could take a couple days in an instant I've been fazed
All I see's a dusty haze of who I used to be,
It's like a mirror caked with rust, the brown stains are a must,
If you ever regain my trust you better not abduct
Me from myself because I'll go and fuck you up
If you prove that you're not to trust I will turn this love to lust.
So let me go now, just let me whoa now
And let me slow down, I'm on the ground now,
If I stand up now, will you just bow down?
I've got it planned out, this is a breakdown,
I'm gonna lockdown without a loud sound,
I'm gonna shut down every roundhouse
I'm gonna block, block, block the roused crowd.
Distant clay formation, I'm in the rock stance
And you're the patient, I ain't no doctor
But I'm a liaison to the masons of the day song,
Hear me right wrongs, see me go on
To the strong throng of the gray storms
Overhead long, here we go, naw,
I'm the last straw, pick me up love,
I'm the last one (you're the past, hun).
So let me go now, just let me whoa now
And let me slow down, I'm on the ground now,
If I stand up now, will you just bow down?
I've got it planned out, this is a breakdown,
I'm gonna lockdown without a loud sound,
I'm gonna shut down every roundhouse
I'm gonna block, block, block the roused crowd.
Blatant misinformation you're taking me from my station
My insecurity is flooring me, beneath the ground, restoring me
Could take a couple days in an instant I've been fazed
All I see's a dusty haze of who I used to be,
It's like a mirror caked with rust, the brown stains are a must,
If you ever regain my trust you better not abduct
Me from myself because I'll go and fuck you up
If you prove that you're not to trust I will turn this love to lust.
So let me go now, just let me whoa now
And let me slow down, I'm on the ground now,
If I stand up now, will you just bow down?
I've got it planned out, this is a breakdown,
I'm gonna lockdown without a loud sound,
I'm gonna shut down every roundhouse
I'm gonna block, block, block the roused crowd.
I'm gonna shut, shut, shut you down, down.