Keys
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โฑ๏ธ 4:03 duration
๐ ID: 2543573
๐ Lyrics
I've got a number of keys
No doors to unlock
There's a hole in my wall
That lacks the capacity to shock
I'm nowhere, looking at something
I oughta be seein'
What started up in my head
Ended out in my fingers
Now I'm sleepless in bed
As the last notes linger
In our mystery room
That's called "winning combination"
With 14 pairs
Bringing 28 days
Filling every cup
Left in the hands of the saps that stay
We're all watching, waiting
For the building to crumble
And it's hard
It seems unnatural
And the best days aren't days at all
It's not
As if your violence and virtue
Is virtual, oh not at all
Go bye to your mouth
Stretching something to say
Fumbling around in the dark
As your hypnotist waves
You're towards a throne
That's up in flames
Away some distance
You got ahold of yourself
You got your imagery
You got a grip on your health
You got possibility
You're hoping for less collision
In your future
Watching you moving upward
You sing yourself out of the cold
You make a cut with your knife
Ah, you drink and you never get old
When your heart stops beating
That's when you start needing some real help
And it won't be hard
It'll feel so natural
And the best days aren't days at all
It's not as if your violence and virtue
Is virtual, oh not at all
No doors to unlock
There's a hole in my wall
That lacks the capacity to shock
I'm nowhere, looking at something
I oughta be seein'
What started up in my head
Ended out in my fingers
Now I'm sleepless in bed
As the last notes linger
In our mystery room
That's called "winning combination"
With 14 pairs
Bringing 28 days
Filling every cup
Left in the hands of the saps that stay
We're all watching, waiting
For the building to crumble
And it's hard
It seems unnatural
And the best days aren't days at all
It's not
As if your violence and virtue
Is virtual, oh not at all
Go bye to your mouth
Stretching something to say
Fumbling around in the dark
As your hypnotist waves
You're towards a throne
That's up in flames
Away some distance
You got ahold of yourself
You got your imagery
You got a grip on your health
You got possibility
You're hoping for less collision
In your future
Watching you moving upward
You sing yourself out of the cold
You make a cut with your knife
Ah, you drink and you never get old
When your heart stops beating
That's when you start needing some real help
And it won't be hard
It'll feel so natural
And the best days aren't days at all
It's not as if your violence and virtue
Is virtual, oh not at all
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:04.71] I've got a number of keys
[00:07.13] No doors to unlock
[00:09.47] There's a hole in my wall
[00:12.15] That lacks the capacity to shock
[00:14.62] I'm nowhere, looking at something
[00:19.12] I oughta be seein'
[00:25.08] What started up in my head
[00:27.49] Ended out in my fingers
[00:30.10] Now I'm sleepless in bed
[00:32.73] As the last notes linger
[00:35.56] In our mystery room
[00:38.26] That's called "winning combination"
[00:46.29] With 14 pairs
[00:48.72] Bringing 28 days
[00:51.38] Filling every cup
[00:53.48] Left in the hands of the saps that stay
[00:56.56] We're all watching, waiting
[01:00.63] For the building to crumble
[01:06.93] And it's hard
[01:09.94] It seems unnatural
[01:12.77] And the best days aren't days at all
[01:16.56] It's not
[01:20.49] As if your violence and virtue
[01:23.18] Is virtual, oh not at all
[02:17.93] Go bye to your mouth
[02:20.86] Stretching something to say
[02:23.10] Fumbling around in the dark
[02:25.77] As your hypnotist waves
[02:28.38] You're towards a throne
[02:30.61] That's up in flames
[02:32.97] Away some distance
[02:38.80] You got ahold of yourself
[02:41.35] You got your imagery
[02:43.74] You got a grip on your health
[02:46.35] You got possibility
[02:49.37] You're hoping for less collision
[02:53.57] In your future
[02:59.54] Watching you moving upward
[03:02.47] You sing yourself out of the cold
[03:04.77] You make a cut with your knife
[03:07.48] Ah, you drink and you never get old
[03:09.93] When your heart stops beating
[03:12.43] That's when you start needing some real help
[03:20.78] And it won't be hard
[03:23.46] It'll feel so natural
[03:26.42] And the best days aren't days at all
[03:30.27] It's not as if your violence and virtue
[03:35.92] Is virtual, oh not at all
[03:57.76]
[00:07.13] No doors to unlock
[00:09.47] There's a hole in my wall
[00:12.15] That lacks the capacity to shock
[00:14.62] I'm nowhere, looking at something
[00:19.12] I oughta be seein'
[00:25.08] What started up in my head
[00:27.49] Ended out in my fingers
[00:30.10] Now I'm sleepless in bed
[00:32.73] As the last notes linger
[00:35.56] In our mystery room
[00:38.26] That's called "winning combination"
[00:46.29] With 14 pairs
[00:48.72] Bringing 28 days
[00:51.38] Filling every cup
[00:53.48] Left in the hands of the saps that stay
[00:56.56] We're all watching, waiting
[01:00.63] For the building to crumble
[01:06.93] And it's hard
[01:09.94] It seems unnatural
[01:12.77] And the best days aren't days at all
[01:16.56] It's not
[01:20.49] As if your violence and virtue
[01:23.18] Is virtual, oh not at all
[02:17.93] Go bye to your mouth
[02:20.86] Stretching something to say
[02:23.10] Fumbling around in the dark
[02:25.77] As your hypnotist waves
[02:28.38] You're towards a throne
[02:30.61] That's up in flames
[02:32.97] Away some distance
[02:38.80] You got ahold of yourself
[02:41.35] You got your imagery
[02:43.74] You got a grip on your health
[02:46.35] You got possibility
[02:49.37] You're hoping for less collision
[02:53.57] In your future
[02:59.54] Watching you moving upward
[03:02.47] You sing yourself out of the cold
[03:04.77] You make a cut with your knife
[03:07.48] Ah, you drink and you never get old
[03:09.93] When your heart stops beating
[03:12.43] That's when you start needing some real help
[03:20.78] And it won't be hard
[03:23.46] It'll feel so natural
[03:26.42] And the best days aren't days at all
[03:30.27] It's not as if your violence and virtue
[03:35.92] Is virtual, oh not at all
[03:57.76]