My Life in Bins
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โฑ๏ธ 5:01 duration
๐ ID: 29243407
๐ Lyrics
Ha!
Ha!
Someone is laughing, there's a big bin full of flowers
The rain spits a song for the woodpigeons and it's taking hours
Sweet wind broadcasting static to the languid throngs at the door
Rediscovered stones at the back of the mouth are thrown to the floor
Unused scratch cards floating in the tailings pond
Eking out a living with the demimonde
How bright a future! How rewarding the work!
Pushing ants into the carpet, pushing ants into a purse
Behold! The man! He is come to destroy us!
On the inside of the public transport leviathan
Sweeping sugar into myriad separate piles at the feet of children
It tastes kind of sweet and it gives you a bellyache
Reinforced concrete waits its turn like a good dog
This is the infinite ocean
Surf's up
This is the great madness
More than one step beyond
This is the undoing via hyperreal simulacra
This is fucking beans on toast
Contemplation as a comorbidity
Abdicating in the light of abject despair
I am a friend! I am a sexy taxpayer!
Half-eaten penguin sits atop the piano
No, no, don't help me
Ha!
Someone is laughing, there's a big bin full of flowers
The rain spits a song for the woodpigeons and it's taking hours
Sweet wind broadcasting static to the languid throngs at the door
Rediscovered stones at the back of the mouth are thrown to the floor
Unused scratch cards floating in the tailings pond
Eking out a living with the demimonde
How bright a future! How rewarding the work!
Pushing ants into the carpet, pushing ants into a purse
Behold! The man! He is come to destroy us!
On the inside of the public transport leviathan
Sweeping sugar into myriad separate piles at the feet of children
It tastes kind of sweet and it gives you a bellyache
Reinforced concrete waits its turn like a good dog
This is the infinite ocean
Surf's up
This is the great madness
More than one step beyond
This is the undoing via hyperreal simulacra
This is fucking beans on toast
Contemplation as a comorbidity
Abdicating in the light of abject despair
I am a friend! I am a sexy taxpayer!
Half-eaten penguin sits atop the piano
No, no, don't help me
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:19.95] Ha!
[00:29.86] Ha!
[00:40.26] Someone is laughing, there's a big bin full of flowers
[00:44.79] The rain spits a song for the woodpigeons and it's taking hours
[00:50.32] Sweet wind broadcasting static to the languid throngs at the door
[00:55.42] Rediscovered stones at the back of the mouth are thrown to the floor
[01:01.23] Unused scratch cards floating in the tailings pond
[01:06.58] Eking out a living with the demimonde
[01:11.34] How bright a future! How rewarding the work!
[01:15.51] Pushing ants into the carpet, pushing ants into a purse
[01:42.42] Behold! The man! He is come to destroy us!
[02:14.23] On the inside of the public transport leviathan
[02:24.68] Sweeping sugar into myriad separate piles at the feet of children
[02:36.68] It tastes kind of sweet and it gives you a bellyache
[02:46.45] Reinforced concrete waits its turn like a good dog
[03:02.09] This is the infinite ocean
[03:04.73] Surf's up
[03:07.17] This is the great madness
[03:09.36] More than one step beyond
[03:12.26] This is the undoing via hyperreal simulacra
[03:18.74] This is fucking beans on toast
[03:42.36] Contemplation as a comorbidity
[03:47.55] Abdicating in the light of abject despair
[03:52.71] I am a friend! I am a sexy taxpayer!
[04:05.06] Half-eaten penguin sits atop the piano
[04:26.18] No, no, don't help me
[04:39.42]
[00:29.86] Ha!
[00:40.26] Someone is laughing, there's a big bin full of flowers
[00:44.79] The rain spits a song for the woodpigeons and it's taking hours
[00:50.32] Sweet wind broadcasting static to the languid throngs at the door
[00:55.42] Rediscovered stones at the back of the mouth are thrown to the floor
[01:01.23] Unused scratch cards floating in the tailings pond
[01:06.58] Eking out a living with the demimonde
[01:11.34] How bright a future! How rewarding the work!
[01:15.51] Pushing ants into the carpet, pushing ants into a purse
[01:42.42] Behold! The man! He is come to destroy us!
[02:14.23] On the inside of the public transport leviathan
[02:24.68] Sweeping sugar into myriad separate piles at the feet of children
[02:36.68] It tastes kind of sweet and it gives you a bellyache
[02:46.45] Reinforced concrete waits its turn like a good dog
[03:02.09] This is the infinite ocean
[03:04.73] Surf's up
[03:07.17] This is the great madness
[03:09.36] More than one step beyond
[03:12.26] This is the undoing via hyperreal simulacra
[03:18.74] This is fucking beans on toast
[03:42.36] Contemplation as a comorbidity
[03:47.55] Abdicating in the light of abject despair
[03:52.71] I am a friend! I am a sexy taxpayer!
[04:05.06] Half-eaten penguin sits atop the piano
[04:26.18] No, no, don't help me
[04:39.42]