01 - I Was A Lover
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โฑ๏ธ 4:21 duration
๐ ID: 16920431
๐ Lyrics
I was a lover, before this war
Held up in a luxury suite, behind a barricaded door
Now that I've cleaned up, gone legit
I can see clearly: round hole
Round whole, square peg don't fit
I'm locked in my bedroom, so send back the clowns
My clone wears a brown shirt,
and I seduce him when there's no one around
Mano y mano, on a bed of nails
Bring it on like a storm, till I knock the wind out of his sails
And we don't make eye contact, when we have run-in's in town
Just a barely polite nod, and nervous stares towards the ground
I once joined a priest class, plastic, inert
In a slowdance with commerce
Like a lens up a skirt
And we liked to party
And we kept it live
And we had a three volume tome of contemporary slang
To keep a handle on all this jive
Ennui unbridled, let's talk to kill the time
How many styles did you cycle through before you were mine?
And it's been a while since we went wild and that's all fine
But we're sleepwalking through this trial
And it's really a crime it's really a crime it's really a crime
It's really criminal
We're just busy tempting, like fate's on the nod
Running on empty, bourbon and god
It's been a while since we knew the way
And it's been even longer since our plastic priest class
Had a goddamned thing to say
I was a lover before this war.
Held up in a luxury suite, behind a barricaded door
Now that I've cleaned up, gone legit
I can see clearly: round hole
Round whole, square peg don't fit
I'm locked in my bedroom, so send back the clowns
My clone wears a brown shirt,
and I seduce him when there's no one around
Mano y mano, on a bed of nails
Bring it on like a storm, till I knock the wind out of his sails
And we don't make eye contact, when we have run-in's in town
Just a barely polite nod, and nervous stares towards the ground
I once joined a priest class, plastic, inert
In a slowdance with commerce
Like a lens up a skirt
And we liked to party
And we kept it live
And we had a three volume tome of contemporary slang
To keep a handle on all this jive
Ennui unbridled, let's talk to kill the time
How many styles did you cycle through before you were mine?
And it's been a while since we went wild and that's all fine
But we're sleepwalking through this trial
And it's really a crime it's really a crime it's really a crime
It's really criminal
We're just busy tempting, like fate's on the nod
Running on empty, bourbon and god
It's been a while since we knew the way
And it's been even longer since our plastic priest class
Had a goddamned thing to say
I was a lover before this war.
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:18.78] I was a lover, before this war
[00:24.84] Held up in a luxury suite, behind a barricaded door
[00:31.29] Now that I've cleaned up, gone legit
[00:37.33] I can see clearly: round hole
[00:41.28] Round whole, square peg don't fit
[00:49.52]
[01:20.71] I'm locked in my bedroom, so send back the clowns
[01:26.96] My clone wears a brown shirt,
[01:30.15] and I seduce him when there's no one around
[01:33.46] Mano y mano, on a bed of nails
[01:39.52] Bring it on like a storm, till I knock the wind out of his sails
[01:45.65] And we don't make eye contact, when we have run-in's in town
[01:51.53] Just a barely polite nod, and nervous stares towards the ground
[01:58.12] I once joined a priest class, plastic, inert
[02:04.64] In a slowdance with commerce
[02:07.00] Like a lens up a skirt
[02:10.50] And we liked to party
[02:13.51] And we kept it live
[02:16.72] And we had a three volume tome of contemporary slang
[02:20.43] To keep a handle on all this jive
[02:24.53]
[02:30.69] Ennui unbridled, let's talk to kill the time
[02:35.98] How many styles did you cycle through before you were mine?
[02:42.07] And it's been a while since we went wild and that's all fine
[02:47.95] But we're sleepwalking through this trial
[02:51.10] And it's really a crime it's really a crime it's really a crime
[03:00.03] It's really criminal
[03:04.64]
[03:12.84] We're just busy tempting, like fate's on the nod
[03:19.06] Running on empty, bourbon and god
[03:25.39] It's been a while since we knew the way
[03:29.68] And it's been even longer since our plastic priest class
[03:36.90] Had a goddamned thing to say
[03:43.89] I was a lover before this war.
[04:01.02]
[00:24.84] Held up in a luxury suite, behind a barricaded door
[00:31.29] Now that I've cleaned up, gone legit
[00:37.33] I can see clearly: round hole
[00:41.28] Round whole, square peg don't fit
[00:49.52]
[01:20.71] I'm locked in my bedroom, so send back the clowns
[01:26.96] My clone wears a brown shirt,
[01:30.15] and I seduce him when there's no one around
[01:33.46] Mano y mano, on a bed of nails
[01:39.52] Bring it on like a storm, till I knock the wind out of his sails
[01:45.65] And we don't make eye contact, when we have run-in's in town
[01:51.53] Just a barely polite nod, and nervous stares towards the ground
[01:58.12] I once joined a priest class, plastic, inert
[02:04.64] In a slowdance with commerce
[02:07.00] Like a lens up a skirt
[02:10.50] And we liked to party
[02:13.51] And we kept it live
[02:16.72] And we had a three volume tome of contemporary slang
[02:20.43] To keep a handle on all this jive
[02:24.53]
[02:30.69] Ennui unbridled, let's talk to kill the time
[02:35.98] How many styles did you cycle through before you were mine?
[02:42.07] And it's been a while since we went wild and that's all fine
[02:47.95] But we're sleepwalking through this trial
[02:51.10] And it's really a crime it's really a crime it's really a crime
[03:00.03] It's really criminal
[03:04.64]
[03:12.84] We're just busy tempting, like fate's on the nod
[03:19.06] Running on empty, bourbon and god
[03:25.39] It's been a while since we knew the way
[03:29.68] And it's been even longer since our plastic priest class
[03:36.90] Had a goddamned thing to say
[03:43.89] I was a lover before this war.
[04:01.02]