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they kind of get to you. everybody says that it could've been something. never was a smart kid
never knew a good thing. always hearing voices swim. in your liquid sky. liquid sky. always hearing voices
like no more choices in disguise. i ain't no sacred idol or a saint pretending. i'll build you up. i'll tear you down. turn you wrong side in. what am i afraid of? everyone's listening. standing on my soapbox
they kind of get to you. everybody says that it could've been something. never was a smart kid
never knew a good thing. always hearing voices swim. in your liquid sky. liquid sky. always hearing voices
like no more choices in disguise. i ain't no sacred idol or a saint pretending. i'll build you up. i'll tear you down. turn you wrong side in. what am i afraid of? everyone's listening. standing on my soapbox
worshipping the sun. they clamber over corpses
to be the chosen ones. drift along liquid sky. descending through the darkness
to the vast terrain. down here on the bottom
worshipping the sun. they clamber over corpses
to be the chosen ones. drift along liquid sky. descending through the darkness
to the vast terrain. down here on the bottom
show me flowers and butterflies
make me fly in the liquid sky
let me feel the sickness on my tongue
show me flowers and butterflies
make me fly in the liquid sky
let me feel the sickness on my tongue
in your veins
liquid sky
immortal
in your veins
liquid sky
immortal