Lyrics to Fur Elise
Enough, I've been rushing
When I talk to you
You can see all the sweat
You can see me try to get through the hour
I want the option to cry unscathed
I want the option to choose when to and not to asphyxiate
I wanna think about a wedding when I go to sleep
Walk down the aisle to a string quartet playing Für Elise
And Sunday morning Just like Heaven
With minor swells
Clear the lens of conservative
Mac smells
Paint a wall with the things you want spoken out loud
And you get the choice to forget
And you render art
And the truth of it as separate
Hands are fireproof
Wooden table
Literacy heroine breaking through a stable
You don't know what I know
Back to the tree
But I see the same in you
Through the teeth
Paint a wall with the things you want spoken out loud
And you get the choice to forget
And you render art
And the truth of it as separate
Tell me all the sides you'd like to see
I'd sell all my clothes and still be me
Screaming out the drain
That I'm okay taking the
Weight of someone else's
Bag hung over my shoulder
Paint a wall with the things you want spoken out loud
And you get the choice to forget
And you render art
And the truth of it as separate
When I talk to you
You can see all the sweat
You can see me try to get through the hour
I want the option to cry unscathed
I want the option to choose when to and not to asphyxiate
I wanna think about a wedding when I go to sleep
Walk down the aisle to a string quartet playing Für Elise
And Sunday morning Just like Heaven
With minor swells
Clear the lens of conservative
Mac smells
Paint a wall with the things you want spoken out loud
And you get the choice to forget
And you render art
And the truth of it as separate
Hands are fireproof
Wooden table
Literacy heroine breaking through a stable
You don't know what I know
Back to the tree
But I see the same in you
Through the teeth
Paint a wall with the things you want spoken out loud
And you get the choice to forget
And you render art
And the truth of it as separate
Tell me all the sides you'd like to see
I'd sell all my clothes and still be me
Screaming out the drain
That I'm okay taking the
Weight of someone else's
Bag hung over my shoulder
Paint a wall with the things you want spoken out loud
And you get the choice to forget
And you render art
And the truth of it as separate
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