What About the 37°?
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⏱️ 3:49 duration
🆔 ID: 3267529
📜 Lyrics
It began with a mistake
A bribe, a pressure release
To drive toward liberty
Cursed into a vague goodbye
You've entered the subtlety
Not exact, more deforming
Meanwhile, metamorphosis was unfolding
I'm holding onto anything I find, alright, alright
Sewn it back into the garden
Open your hand, I want to try
Too late to feed us what you harvest
Too tough to cut it with a knife
What about the 37 degrees
We shared between our sheets and beneath our skin?
Our bodies are vessels for poisoning
But I won't do what I would do to survive, alright, alright
Sewn it back into the garden
Open your hand, I want to try
Too late to feed us what you harvest
Too tough to cut it with a knife
Comin' out, c-c-comin' out
Sewn it back into the garden
Open your hand, I want to try
Too late to feed us what you harvest
Too tough to cut it with a knife
My thoughts have vanished to the room of my design
Collecting all of it awry
A bribe, a pressure release
To drive toward liberty
Cursed into a vague goodbye
You've entered the subtlety
Not exact, more deforming
Meanwhile, metamorphosis was unfolding
I'm holding onto anything I find, alright, alright
Sewn it back into the garden
Open your hand, I want to try
Too late to feed us what you harvest
Too tough to cut it with a knife
What about the 37 degrees
We shared between our sheets and beneath our skin?
Our bodies are vessels for poisoning
But I won't do what I would do to survive, alright, alright
Sewn it back into the garden
Open your hand, I want to try
Too late to feed us what you harvest
Too tough to cut it with a knife
Comin' out, c-c-comin' out
Sewn it back into the garden
Open your hand, I want to try
Too late to feed us what you harvest
Too tough to cut it with a knife
My thoughts have vanished to the room of my design
Collecting all of it awry
⏱️ Synced Lyrics
[00:14.06] It began with a mistake
[00:19.62] A bribe, a pressure release
[00:25.58] To drive toward liberty
[00:31.58] Cursed into a vague goodbye
[00:41.99] You've entered the subtlety
[00:46.92] Not exact, more deforming
[00:50.20] Meanwhile, metamorphosis was unfolding
[00:54.52] I'm holding onto anything I find, alright, alright
[01:11.49] Sewn it back into the garden
[01:18.76] Open your hand, I want to try
[01:22.92] Too late to feed us what you harvest
[01:28.94] Too tough to cut it with a knife
[01:34.86] What about the 37 degrees
[01:39.80] We shared between our sheets and beneath our skin?
[01:46.01] Our bodies are vessels for poisoning
[01:50.44] But I won't do what I would do to survive, alright, alright
[02:05.00] Sewn it back into the garden
[02:11.04] Open your hand, I want to try
[02:16.73] Too late to feed us what you harvest
[02:22.68] Too tough to cut it with a knife
[02:32.71] Comin' out, c-c-comin' out
[02:58.54] Sewn it back into the garden
[03:04.32] Open your hand, I want to try
[03:09.84] Too late to feed us what you harvest
[03:16.11] Too tough to cut it with a knife
[03:21.75] My thoughts have vanished to the room of my design
[03:30.88] Collecting all of it awry
[03:36.51]
[00:19.62] A bribe, a pressure release
[00:25.58] To drive toward liberty
[00:31.58] Cursed into a vague goodbye
[00:41.99] You've entered the subtlety
[00:46.92] Not exact, more deforming
[00:50.20] Meanwhile, metamorphosis was unfolding
[00:54.52] I'm holding onto anything I find, alright, alright
[01:11.49] Sewn it back into the garden
[01:18.76] Open your hand, I want to try
[01:22.92] Too late to feed us what you harvest
[01:28.94] Too tough to cut it with a knife
[01:34.86] What about the 37 degrees
[01:39.80] We shared between our sheets and beneath our skin?
[01:46.01] Our bodies are vessels for poisoning
[01:50.44] But I won't do what I would do to survive, alright, alright
[02:05.00] Sewn it back into the garden
[02:11.04] Open your hand, I want to try
[02:16.73] Too late to feed us what you harvest
[02:22.68] Too tough to cut it with a knife
[02:32.71] Comin' out, c-c-comin' out
[02:58.54] Sewn it back into the garden
[03:04.32] Open your hand, I want to try
[03:09.84] Too late to feed us what you harvest
[03:16.11] Too tough to cut it with a knife
[03:21.75] My thoughts have vanished to the room of my design
[03:30.88] Collecting all of it awry
[03:36.51]