Lyrics to Animal Surgery
Fear
Close the heart again
Are you alive?
You don't trust light
Running through the past, now I'm bored of this race
Blame it on the cash till the cord is ripped away
Numbers get bigger, and how bitter success tastes
I'll tell you 'bout the time when we gave it all away
Did you grow a spine in the grave?
You still got nothing to say?
You're dropping out of the play?
I pull a habit out the hat, like I'm allowed
In the fanatical interior of who I am
I'm in the band, now I'm allowed to top off all of these
Countless, countless
Mouths that I call friends
Lay low, you might go psycho
Uh-oh, the bottle's always glued to your hands
Lay low, you might go psycho
Uh-oh, the bottle's always glued to your hands
I've got a feeling that you never gave a damn
I've got a feeling that you never even gave it a chance
My life, I got past ones
The speed of a stream
The motion of shifting to new songs
Feel your ghost in the breeze
I paint a picture with my burning eyes closed
I see an image of the band we could be
I won't stop it if I'm owning my road
I won't stop it
This path for me
But what I value
I can't trust in you
What I value
I can't trust in you
Never shoulda laughed, now we're fourth or fifth place
Murder in the black 'cause we slit the thick vein
Run to the printer, heart broke the sixth chain
Ran into a smack, but the hand evaporate
Do you daydream every day?
Do you daydream every day?
You lost your mind at the rave
You're out here talking to Dave
Don't tell Dave!
We're not getting complacent
But don't want to appease
If they're clapping, tell me what a disaster was
I don't know how to leave
Lay low, you might go psycho
Uh-oh, the bottle's always glued to your hands
Lay low, you might go psycho
Uh-oh, the bottle's always glued to your hands
I've got a feeling that you never gave a damn
I've got a feeling that you never even gave it a chance
So cut me open
I've got nothing left to hide
Analyze all my history
And read between the lines
Claw your hide like an animal
In a habitat you won't survive
No, I can't be malcontent
When I come from the divine
No one hears a word that you speak
When you're in the midst of a retreat
It's a hope you that cannot replete
So give it up and take a seat
We can't restart
I forget who we are
I can't reflect
There's no incentives left
Got so bloody
Made it grow
DGD is evil
Whose so ugly
Throwing stones
DGD is peaceful
Close the heart again
Are you alive?
You don't trust light
Running through the past, now I'm bored of this race
Blame it on the cash till the cord is ripped away
Numbers get bigger, and how bitter success tastes
I'll tell you 'bout the time when we gave it all away
Did you grow a spine in the grave?
You still got nothing to say?
You're dropping out of the play?
I pull a habit out the hat, like I'm allowed
In the fanatical interior of who I am
I'm in the band, now I'm allowed to top off all of these
Countless, countless
Mouths that I call friends
Lay low, you might go psycho
Uh-oh, the bottle's always glued to your hands
Lay low, you might go psycho
Uh-oh, the bottle's always glued to your hands
I've got a feeling that you never gave a damn
I've got a feeling that you never even gave it a chance
My life, I got past ones
The speed of a stream
The motion of shifting to new songs
Feel your ghost in the breeze
I paint a picture with my burning eyes closed
I see an image of the band we could be
I won't stop it if I'm owning my road
I won't stop it
This path for me
But what I value
I can't trust in you
What I value
I can't trust in you
Never shoulda laughed, now we're fourth or fifth place
Murder in the black 'cause we slit the thick vein
Run to the printer, heart broke the sixth chain
Ran into a smack, but the hand evaporate
Do you daydream every day?
Do you daydream every day?
You lost your mind at the rave
You're out here talking to Dave
Don't tell Dave!
We're not getting complacent
But don't want to appease
If they're clapping, tell me what a disaster was
I don't know how to leave
Lay low, you might go psycho
Uh-oh, the bottle's always glued to your hands
Lay low, you might go psycho
Uh-oh, the bottle's always glued to your hands
I've got a feeling that you never gave a damn
I've got a feeling that you never even gave it a chance
So cut me open
I've got nothing left to hide
Analyze all my history
And read between the lines
Claw your hide like an animal
In a habitat you won't survive
No, I can't be malcontent
When I come from the divine
No one hears a word that you speak
When you're in the midst of a retreat
It's a hope you that cannot replete
So give it up and take a seat
We can't restart
I forget who we are
I can't reflect
There's no incentives left
Got so bloody
Made it grow
DGD is evil
Whose so ugly
Throwing stones
DGD is peaceful
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