Gemini Moods (Return)
๐ต 809 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:01 duration
๐ ID: 23100442
๐ Lyrics
Turn my head into a blob
Enter Gemini moods
Grind the hours hopelessly, awaiting for another similar day
It's a visual violence
With white knuckles, we cover our heads
Churn my silhouette inside
Outward-facing vital
Organizing thoughtlessly, enduring for another endless mundane
A harrowing dance with psychic trash
Skin in the game to remain growing faith
In relativistic place, no escape
But to begin finding kin, relation is all we have
Blistered salve makes me laugh when questioned
Gemini, is that your sign?
Turn my head into a blob
Enter Gemini mood
Searching for eternally the counterparts who give us reason to stay
Growing faith to regain passing days
In desperate, delicate balances
This lurching pit, churning grit bears its gift
Must seek the twin, giving in to a mood as it turns to Gemini
Enter Gemini moods
Grind the hours hopelessly, awaiting for another similar day
It's a visual violence
With white knuckles, we cover our heads
Churn my silhouette inside
Outward-facing vital
Organizing thoughtlessly, enduring for another endless mundane
A harrowing dance with psychic trash
Skin in the game to remain growing faith
In relativistic place, no escape
But to begin finding kin, relation is all we have
Blistered salve makes me laugh when questioned
Gemini, is that your sign?
Turn my head into a blob
Enter Gemini mood
Searching for eternally the counterparts who give us reason to stay
Growing faith to regain passing days
In desperate, delicate balances
This lurching pit, churning grit bears its gift
Must seek the twin, giving in to a mood as it turns to Gemini
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:03.65] Turn my head into a blob
[00:07.32] Enter Gemini moods
[00:11.02] Grind the hours hopelessly, awaiting for another similar day
[00:19.78] It's a visual violence
[00:29.29] With white knuckles, we cover our heads
[00:47.60] Churn my silhouette inside
[00:51.33] Outward-facing vital
[00:54.96] Organizing thoughtlessly, enduring for another endless mundane
[01:04.16] A harrowing dance with psychic trash
[01:16.79] Skin in the game to remain growing faith
[01:22.72] In relativistic place, no escape
[01:28.48] But to begin finding kin, relation is all we have
[01:36.88] Blistered salve makes me laugh when questioned
[01:41.96] Gemini, is that your sign?
[01:58.03] Turn my head into a blob
[02:01.93] Enter Gemini mood
[02:05.84] Searching for eternally the counterparts who give us reason to stay
[02:14.27] Growing faith to regain passing days
[02:19.55] In desperate, delicate balances
[02:25.39] This lurching pit, churning grit bears its gift
[02:31.18] Must seek the twin, giving in to a mood as it turns to Gemini
[02:39.33]
[00:07.32] Enter Gemini moods
[00:11.02] Grind the hours hopelessly, awaiting for another similar day
[00:19.78] It's a visual violence
[00:29.29] With white knuckles, we cover our heads
[00:47.60] Churn my silhouette inside
[00:51.33] Outward-facing vital
[00:54.96] Organizing thoughtlessly, enduring for another endless mundane
[01:04.16] A harrowing dance with psychic trash
[01:16.79] Skin in the game to remain growing faith
[01:22.72] In relativistic place, no escape
[01:28.48] But to begin finding kin, relation is all we have
[01:36.88] Blistered salve makes me laugh when questioned
[01:41.96] Gemini, is that your sign?
[01:58.03] Turn my head into a blob
[02:01.93] Enter Gemini mood
[02:05.84] Searching for eternally the counterparts who give us reason to stay
[02:14.27] Growing faith to regain passing days
[02:19.55] In desperate, delicate balances
[02:25.39] This lurching pit, churning grit bears its gift
[02:31.18] Must seek the twin, giving in to a mood as it turns to Gemini
[02:39.33]