Back then it was a riot, lighting mercy in your soul A courtesy while tired of yourself and who you know But now that I'm just as bad I'm telling two times as many lies A salve made of my saving I now can't look in the eye But they keep coming, and I'm half a year away Sometimes it's something Make me covered in colour so I can start looking the same Give me taller of an order so I can feel giving again Take me farther and farther and find me something to say Come awake in England, I'm not your friend I'm not a miracle and I'm not the end Now with your candid disposition, you'll get you off the hook While anything in a pitiful position and I don't know where to look So now I'm running, but I give it different names Most times it's nothing Make me covered in colour so I can start looking the same Give me taller of an order so I can feel giving again Take me farther and farther and find me something to say 'Cause everybody knows now, what a spoiled slate What a sweet thinker that you're devastating Who can't stop complaining, who won't give a goddamn gift Until she's given something so sickened that it can tell her how to live Make me covered in colour so I can start looking the same Give me taller of an order so I can feel giving again Take me farther and farther and find me something to say
[00:29.07]Back then it was a riot, lighting mercy in your soul [00:34.12]A courtesy while tired of yourself and who you know [00:38.78]But now that I'm just as bad I'm telling two times as many lies [00:44.61]A salve made of my saving I now can't look in the eye [00:49.76]But they keep coming, and I'm half a year away [01:00.23]Sometimes it's something [01:11.26]Make me covered in colour so I can start looking the same [01:16.47]Give me taller of an order so I can feel giving again [01:21.94]Take me farther and farther and find me something to say [01:33.53]Come awake in England, I'm not your friend [01:38.82]I'm not a miracle and I'm not the end [01:43.13]Now with your candid disposition, you'll get you off the hook [01:48.16]While anything in a pitiful position and I don't know where to look [01:53.53]So now I'm running, but I give it different names [02:04.12]Most times it's nothing [02:15.28]Make me covered in colour so I can start looking the same [02:20.50]Give me taller of an order so I can feel giving again [02:25.86]Take me farther and farther and find me something to say [02:37.63]'Cause everybody knows now, what a spoiled slate [02:42.65]What a sweet thinker that you're devastating [02:47.65]Who can't stop complaining, who won't give a goddamn gift [02:52.39]Until she's given something so sickened that it can tell her how to live [02:57.78]Make me covered in colour so I can start looking the same [03:03.14]Give me taller of an order so I can feel giving again [03:08.54]Take me farther and farther and find me something to say
