Underground_Network
November 5th, 2010, 09:38 AM
When The Golden Gopher Escapes The Twin Cities And The Wolverine Chases After It
From door to door we incite this war,
We do not know who we're fighting for,
But from door to door, we incite this war.
Somebody stole the beloved,
Somebody took what was once highly coveted
And they left us to recover it,
Left us out here to recover it.
In a battle of hearts,
In a battle of wits,
In a battle of what
Does and does not exist,
We find ourselves in another's shoes,
Persistent and resistant to the baddest of news.
Somebody stole the beloved,
Somebody took what was once highly coveted
And they left us to recover it,
Left us out here to recover it.
In a world of manic and panicking,
How can we statically
Keep life undramatic, see,
The prize has been stolen,
The guise has arisen,
Here we are standing
Inside our own prison.
Somebody stole the beloved,
Somebody took what was once highly coveted
And they left us to recover it,
Left us out here to recover it.
In a battle of hearts,
In a battle of wits,
In a battle of what
Does and does not exist,
We find ourselves in another's shoes,
Persistent and resistant to the baddest of news.
Somebody pushed us to the brink
Of where we never bothered to think
We could end up, and now we sink
Into the ground we helped bring
To fertility and vanity,
Now we're losing our humanity.
Somebody stole the beloved,
Somebody took what was once highly coveted
And they left us to recover it,
Left us out here to recover it.
In a world of manic and panicking,
How can we statically
Keep life undramatic, see,
The prize has been stolen,
The guise has arisen,
Here we are standing
Inside our own prison.
Somebody stole the beloved,
Somebody took what was once highly coveted
And they left us to recover it,
Left us out here to recover it.
In a battle of hearts,
In a battle of wits,
In a battle of what
Does and does not exist,
We find ourselves in another's shoes,
Persistent and resistant to the baddest of news.
Somebody stole the beloved,
Somebody took what was once highly coveted
And they left us to recover it,
Left us out here to recover it.
Will we ever recover it?
Will they ever uncover this?
This unknown discovery
That we're our own malevolence.
From door to door we incite this war,
We do not know who we're fighting for,
But from door to door, we incite this war.
Somebody stole the beloved,
Somebody took what was once highly coveted
And they left us to recover it,
Left us out here to recover it.
In a battle of hearts,
In a battle of wits,
In a battle of what
Does and does not exist,
We find ourselves in another's shoes,
Persistent and resistant to the baddest of news.
Somebody stole the beloved,
Somebody took what was once highly coveted
And they left us to recover it,
Left us out here to recover it.
In a world of manic and panicking,
How can we statically
Keep life undramatic, see,
The prize has been stolen,
The guise has arisen,
Here we are standing
Inside our own prison.
Somebody stole the beloved,
Somebody took what was once highly coveted
And they left us to recover it,
Left us out here to recover it.
In a battle of hearts,
In a battle of wits,
In a battle of what
Does and does not exist,
We find ourselves in another's shoes,
Persistent and resistant to the baddest of news.
Somebody pushed us to the brink
Of where we never bothered to think
We could end up, and now we sink
Into the ground we helped bring
To fertility and vanity,
Now we're losing our humanity.
Somebody stole the beloved,
Somebody took what was once highly coveted
And they left us to recover it,
Left us out here to recover it.
In a world of manic and panicking,
How can we statically
Keep life undramatic, see,
The prize has been stolen,
The guise has arisen,
Here we are standing
Inside our own prison.
Somebody stole the beloved,
Somebody took what was once highly coveted
And they left us to recover it,
Left us out here to recover it.
In a battle of hearts,
In a battle of wits,
In a battle of what
Does and does not exist,
We find ourselves in another's shoes,
Persistent and resistant to the baddest of news.
Somebody stole the beloved,
Somebody took what was once highly coveted
And they left us to recover it,
Left us out here to recover it.
Will we ever recover it?
Will they ever uncover this?
This unknown discovery
That we're our own malevolence.