This Is Not Hell
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โฑ๏ธ 5:07 duration
๐ ID: 4750480
๐ Lyrics
If this is hell
Well that's fine with me
All of the wonder presumable happily
Eager to follow
The fool that's got into
The head of me
We don't have any doubt
We're out there making friends
Unconciously rolling through
Meanings from pollings
The answers are meaner sometimes
Than the means to our ends
So this is hell
What else could it be?
Bask in the glories of glorified stories
Of a basket case who has just
Broken himself from the weave
We are not making sense
Who really cares just how we feel
Infantile ramblings of penniless gamblings
A fist full of hands swinging clubs
At our new baby zeal
Yea right
You think this is hell
Would you care to bet
Capture the beauty of domestic duty
The hampers are full and our
Laundry's perpetually wet
Think about traveling south
Find the right something
You might have left
Endless the road
Which you past to explode
Actions remain base
But intentions in treble clef
Yeah right
This is not hell
This is purgatory
Caught here in limbo
I.Q. of a dim bulb
How many gods does it take
To screw in the likes of me
You'd think one day that i might learn
Stare in the light and you cannot see
I've opened my doors of perception
And can't get them shut
Now i feel fucked for free
Everyday, yea, i feel fucked for free
Everyday, yea, i feel fucked for free
Everyday, yea, we're all fucked
I left my brain inside of my other head
You don't impress me, don't depress me
Don't supress me, just get undressed
I left my brain inside of my other head
The teachers test me, my father blessed me
The pigs arrest me, i get upset
Boo hoo
Well that's fine with me
All of the wonder presumable happily
Eager to follow
The fool that's got into
The head of me
We don't have any doubt
We're out there making friends
Unconciously rolling through
Meanings from pollings
The answers are meaner sometimes
Than the means to our ends
So this is hell
What else could it be?
Bask in the glories of glorified stories
Of a basket case who has just
Broken himself from the weave
We are not making sense
Who really cares just how we feel
Infantile ramblings of penniless gamblings
A fist full of hands swinging clubs
At our new baby zeal
Yea right
You think this is hell
Would you care to bet
Capture the beauty of domestic duty
The hampers are full and our
Laundry's perpetually wet
Think about traveling south
Find the right something
You might have left
Endless the road
Which you past to explode
Actions remain base
But intentions in treble clef
Yeah right
This is not hell
This is purgatory
Caught here in limbo
I.Q. of a dim bulb
How many gods does it take
To screw in the likes of me
You'd think one day that i might learn
Stare in the light and you cannot see
I've opened my doors of perception
And can't get them shut
Now i feel fucked for free
Everyday, yea, i feel fucked for free
Everyday, yea, i feel fucked for free
Everyday, yea, we're all fucked
I left my brain inside of my other head
You don't impress me, don't depress me
Don't supress me, just get undressed
I left my brain inside of my other head
The teachers test me, my father blessed me
The pigs arrest me, i get upset
Boo hoo
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:21.24] If this is hell
[00:25.79] Well that's fine with me
[00:32.92] All of the wonder presumable happily
[00:34.74] Eager to follow
[00:36.58] The fool that's got into
[00:38.36] The head of me
[00:42.83] We don't have any doubt
[00:46.43] We're out there making friends
[00:49.18] Unconciously rolling through
[00:50.05] Meanings from pollings
[00:51.85] The answers are meaner sometimes
[00:53.67] Than the means to our ends
[00:59.12] So this is hell
[01:03.61] What else could it be?
[01:10.81] Bask in the glories of glorified stories
[01:13.54] Of a basket case who has just
[01:15.37] Broken himself from the weave
[01:21.62] We are not making sense
[01:24.32] Who really cares just how we feel
[01:27.03] Infantile ramblings of penniless gamblings
[01:29.71] A fist full of hands swinging clubs
[01:31.57] At our new baby zeal
[01:36.92] Yea right
[01:48.73] You think this is hell
[01:53.23] Would you care to bet
[01:59.58] Capture the beauty of domestic duty
[02:02.25] The hampers are full and our
[02:04.09] Laundry's perpetually wet
[02:11.24] Think about traveling south
[02:13.09] Find the right something
[02:13.98] You might have left
[02:16.68] Endless the road
[02:17.58] Which you past to explode
[02:18.70] Actions remain base
[02:20.53] But intentions in treble clef
[02:26.07] Yeah right
[02:47.66] This is not hell
[02:52.16] This is purgatory
[02:59.31] Caught here in limbo
[03:01.14] I.Q. of a dim bulb
[03:02.92] How many gods does it take
[03:04.77] To screw in the likes of me
[03:10.11] You'd think one day that i might learn
[03:12.95] Stare in the light and you cannot see
[03:16.58] I've opened my doors of perception
[03:18.33] And can't get them shut
[03:19.29] Now i feel fucked for free
[03:22.85] Everyday, yea, i feel fucked for free
[03:28.26] Everyday, yea, i feel fucked for free
[03:31.81] Everyday, yea, we're all fucked
[04:06.08] I left my brain inside of my other head
[04:11.57] You don't impress me, don't depress me
[04:14.29] Don't supress me, just get undressed
[04:16.82] I left my brain inside of my other head
[04:22.30] The teachers test me, my father blessed me
[04:25.02] The pigs arrest me, i get upset
[04:45.09] Boo hoo
[05:00.36]
[00:25.79] Well that's fine with me
[00:32.92] All of the wonder presumable happily
[00:34.74] Eager to follow
[00:36.58] The fool that's got into
[00:38.36] The head of me
[00:42.83] We don't have any doubt
[00:46.43] We're out there making friends
[00:49.18] Unconciously rolling through
[00:50.05] Meanings from pollings
[00:51.85] The answers are meaner sometimes
[00:53.67] Than the means to our ends
[00:59.12] So this is hell
[01:03.61] What else could it be?
[01:10.81] Bask in the glories of glorified stories
[01:13.54] Of a basket case who has just
[01:15.37] Broken himself from the weave
[01:21.62] We are not making sense
[01:24.32] Who really cares just how we feel
[01:27.03] Infantile ramblings of penniless gamblings
[01:29.71] A fist full of hands swinging clubs
[01:31.57] At our new baby zeal
[01:36.92] Yea right
[01:48.73] You think this is hell
[01:53.23] Would you care to bet
[01:59.58] Capture the beauty of domestic duty
[02:02.25] The hampers are full and our
[02:04.09] Laundry's perpetually wet
[02:11.24] Think about traveling south
[02:13.09] Find the right something
[02:13.98] You might have left
[02:16.68] Endless the road
[02:17.58] Which you past to explode
[02:18.70] Actions remain base
[02:20.53] But intentions in treble clef
[02:26.07] Yeah right
[02:47.66] This is not hell
[02:52.16] This is purgatory
[02:59.31] Caught here in limbo
[03:01.14] I.Q. of a dim bulb
[03:02.92] How many gods does it take
[03:04.77] To screw in the likes of me
[03:10.11] You'd think one day that i might learn
[03:12.95] Stare in the light and you cannot see
[03:16.58] I've opened my doors of perception
[03:18.33] And can't get them shut
[03:19.29] Now i feel fucked for free
[03:22.85] Everyday, yea, i feel fucked for free
[03:28.26] Everyday, yea, i feel fucked for free
[03:31.81] Everyday, yea, we're all fucked
[04:06.08] I left my brain inside of my other head
[04:11.57] You don't impress me, don't depress me
[04:14.29] Don't supress me, just get undressed
[04:16.82] I left my brain inside of my other head
[04:22.30] The teachers test me, my father blessed me
[04:25.02] The pigs arrest me, i get upset
[04:45.09] Boo hoo
[05:00.36]