Fish Eye Lens
๐ต 1214 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:38 duration
๐ ID: 2879189
๐ Lyrics
It's like a tidal wave inside my brain eroding every thought away
Blindfolded I try to spear gun down my own tail of blame
Intelligentsia, mediums, media, cameras with heat-seaking wit
These couches are like butter to their little bullets
So relax before you sit down near the outlet on the wall
This is the one-shot America
Let the signs decide the wrong and right
Drop some shells tonight
And sort the rubble in the morning along the coastline
We are, we are
We are the undertow
My nose and lungs burn through as I gently slip below
Millions of tiny bubbles of perspective half-support my body
An image, our future, I feel this and I'm sinking in
This broadcast states exactly how my current flows
A scurvy-ridden rat on just a tiny chunk of wood
Those sharks control the stage, bottomless grey
Everybody's bleeding, frenzied eating
The floodwaters lap at our ceilings
We are, we are
We are the undertow
My nose and lungs burn through as I gently slip below
Let the search begin
The tide is high and the bends are kicking in
No movement
These legs and arms are numb
Waterlogged and sun-burnt, bloated and belly-up now
My eyes are bleeding
Oh no, oh no, oh no
I dove right in
I said my peace
Hypocrital me
Blindfolded I try to spear gun down my own tail of blame
Intelligentsia, mediums, media, cameras with heat-seaking wit
These couches are like butter to their little bullets
So relax before you sit down near the outlet on the wall
This is the one-shot America
Let the signs decide the wrong and right
Drop some shells tonight
And sort the rubble in the morning along the coastline
We are, we are
We are the undertow
My nose and lungs burn through as I gently slip below
Millions of tiny bubbles of perspective half-support my body
An image, our future, I feel this and I'm sinking in
This broadcast states exactly how my current flows
A scurvy-ridden rat on just a tiny chunk of wood
Those sharks control the stage, bottomless grey
Everybody's bleeding, frenzied eating
The floodwaters lap at our ceilings
We are, we are
We are the undertow
My nose and lungs burn through as I gently slip below
Let the search begin
The tide is high and the bends are kicking in
No movement
These legs and arms are numb
Waterlogged and sun-burnt, bloated and belly-up now
My eyes are bleeding
Oh no, oh no, oh no
I dove right in
I said my peace
Hypocrital me
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:10.74] It's like a tidal wave inside my brain eroding every thought away
[00:15.19] Blindfolded I try to spear gun down my own tail of blame
[00:20.69] Intelligentsia, mediums, media, cameras with heat-seaking wit
[00:26.13] These couches are like butter to their little bullets
[00:30.30] So relax before you sit down near the outlet on the wall
[00:34.76] This is the one-shot America
[00:40.79] Let the signs decide the wrong and right
[00:43.37] Drop some shells tonight
[00:45.79] And sort the rubble in the morning along the coastline
[00:49.84] We are, we are
[00:52.20] We are the undertow
[00:54.61] My nose and lungs burn through as I gently slip below
[01:08.99] Millions of tiny bubbles of perspective half-support my body
[01:14.11] An image, our future, I feel this and I'm sinking in
[01:18.82] This broadcast states exactly how my current flows
[01:24.90] A scurvy-ridden rat on just a tiny chunk of wood
[01:30.13] Those sharks control the stage, bottomless grey
[01:33.75] Everybody's bleeding, frenzied eating
[01:36.60] The floodwaters lap at our ceilings
[01:39.02] We are, we are
[01:41.62] We are the undertow
[01:43.95] My nose and lungs burn through as I gently slip below
[01:57.82] Let the search begin
[01:59.96] The tide is high and the bends are kicking in
[02:02.70] No movement
[02:04.09] These legs and arms are numb
[02:06.95] Waterlogged and sun-burnt, bloated and belly-up now
[02:08.78] My eyes are bleeding
[02:10.89] Oh no, oh no, oh no
[02:18.45] I dove right in
[02:26.04] I said my peace
[02:28.34] Hypocrital me
[02:37.04]
[00:15.19] Blindfolded I try to spear gun down my own tail of blame
[00:20.69] Intelligentsia, mediums, media, cameras with heat-seaking wit
[00:26.13] These couches are like butter to their little bullets
[00:30.30] So relax before you sit down near the outlet on the wall
[00:34.76] This is the one-shot America
[00:40.79] Let the signs decide the wrong and right
[00:43.37] Drop some shells tonight
[00:45.79] And sort the rubble in the morning along the coastline
[00:49.84] We are, we are
[00:52.20] We are the undertow
[00:54.61] My nose and lungs burn through as I gently slip below
[01:08.99] Millions of tiny bubbles of perspective half-support my body
[01:14.11] An image, our future, I feel this and I'm sinking in
[01:18.82] This broadcast states exactly how my current flows
[01:24.90] A scurvy-ridden rat on just a tiny chunk of wood
[01:30.13] Those sharks control the stage, bottomless grey
[01:33.75] Everybody's bleeding, frenzied eating
[01:36.60] The floodwaters lap at our ceilings
[01:39.02] We are, we are
[01:41.62] We are the undertow
[01:43.95] My nose and lungs burn through as I gently slip below
[01:57.82] Let the search begin
[01:59.96] The tide is high and the bends are kicking in
[02:02.70] No movement
[02:04.09] These legs and arms are numb
[02:06.95] Waterlogged and sun-burnt, bloated and belly-up now
[02:08.78] My eyes are bleeding
[02:10.89] Oh no, oh no, oh no
[02:18.45] I dove right in
[02:26.04] I said my peace
[02:28.34] Hypocrital me
[02:37.04]