The Spill Canvas Lyrics
Tech-support infection starting in the month of June First my mouth gets sour and then the madness will consume I'm sick of playing, all these lumps in my dry throat explode Next time i will cut them out and then the dizzying ooze to flow Into the streets, we wanted everything bringing civilization to its knees As i strap the bomb to my body, they tell me that that they'll miss me And this situation is so goddamn bittersweet. Gotta get rid of me... A make-shift remedy serum is injected into my veins As were counting down the minutes to when my ailment will strike again But the dynamite is strapped to my chest, and it seems the only answer As they push back and forth tenaciousness Hoping they have found the cure for homesickness like this And my skin starts turning black, and they all take a few steps back I give them one last smile, push the detonator and start to laugh But its really not that bad its just the solution all along My memories were quarantined so i set them free in this song [x2] Now we're finally home It feels good not to be alone Just remember you must tend to it for it to really grow Garden of broken friendships Remind you you've survived Click your heels three times and pray that you will make it out alive
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