E Is For Estranged
๐ต 859 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:25 duration
๐ ID: 3434353
๐ Lyrics
Boys run like water from the barrow to the trough
They'll never stop their running
Gunning for their brothers
This house is a hostel
It is peaceful but it's always emptying
Boys all want to be someone
Haven't you heard?
I am a flightless bird
I am a liar, feeding the facts to false fires
Pathos is born, born out of bullshit
In formal attire
But I'll score your string ensemble
I saw my son at seventeen
The shutters made projections on his naked frame
But now at twenty-five, he simply cannot stay away
From the ketamine
With make-up on his sores
He spends an hour a day composing his own eulogy
Sometimes he sends me letters
But they're mostly garbled phrases and apologies
Haven't you heard? I am a flightless bird, I am a liar
Feeding the facts to false fires
Pathos is borne, borne out of bullshit in formal attire
Append a Bulgarian children's choir
They'll never stop their running
Gunning for their brothers
This house is a hostel
It is peaceful but it's always emptying
Boys all want to be someone
Haven't you heard?
I am a flightless bird
I am a liar, feeding the facts to false fires
Pathos is born, born out of bullshit
In formal attire
But I'll score your string ensemble
I saw my son at seventeen
The shutters made projections on his naked frame
But now at twenty-five, he simply cannot stay away
From the ketamine
With make-up on his sores
He spends an hour a day composing his own eulogy
Sometimes he sends me letters
But they're mostly garbled phrases and apologies
Haven't you heard? I am a flightless bird, I am a liar
Feeding the facts to false fires
Pathos is borne, borne out of bullshit in formal attire
Append a Bulgarian children's choir
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:43.91] Boys run like water from the barrow to the trough
[00:50.30] They'll never stop their running
[00:54.02] Gunning for their brothers
[01:00.49] This house is a hostel
[01:03.86] It is peaceful but it's always emptying
[01:10.42] Boys all want to be someone
[01:18.43] Haven't you heard?
[01:20.86] I am a flightless bird
[01:23.90] I am a liar, feeding the facts to false fires
[01:34.91] Pathos is born, born out of bullshit
[01:40.44] In formal attire
[01:44.20] But I'll score your string ensemble
[02:07.84] I saw my son at seventeen
[02:11.33] The shutters made projections on his naked frame
[02:24.57] But now at twenty-five, he simply cannot stay away
[02:31.61] From the ketamine
[02:41.63] With make-up on his sores
[02:44.22] He spends an hour a day composing his own eulogy
[02:58.13] Sometimes he sends me letters
[03:01.71] But they're mostly garbled phrases and apologies
[03:50.44] Haven't you heard? I am a flightless bird, I am a liar
[03:58.48] Feeding the facts to false fires
[04:06.00] Pathos is borne, borne out of bullshit in formal attire
[04:14.78] Append a Bulgarian children's choir
[04:23.28]
[00:50.30] They'll never stop their running
[00:54.02] Gunning for their brothers
[01:00.49] This house is a hostel
[01:03.86] It is peaceful but it's always emptying
[01:10.42] Boys all want to be someone
[01:18.43] Haven't you heard?
[01:20.86] I am a flightless bird
[01:23.90] I am a liar, feeding the facts to false fires
[01:34.91] Pathos is born, born out of bullshit
[01:40.44] In formal attire
[01:44.20] But I'll score your string ensemble
[02:07.84] I saw my son at seventeen
[02:11.33] The shutters made projections on his naked frame
[02:24.57] But now at twenty-five, he simply cannot stay away
[02:31.61] From the ketamine
[02:41.63] With make-up on his sores
[02:44.22] He spends an hour a day composing his own eulogy
[02:58.13] Sometimes he sends me letters
[03:01.71] But they're mostly garbled phrases and apologies
[03:50.44] Haven't you heard? I am a flightless bird, I am a liar
[03:58.48] Feeding the facts to false fires
[04:06.00] Pathos is borne, borne out of bullshit in formal attire
[04:14.78] Append a Bulgarian children's choir
[04:23.28]