Ice Cream Piano
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β±οΈ 3:36 duration
π ID: 7962790
π Lyrics
Fuck the world
You said it quiet
No one could hear you
No one but me
Cynical
You can't deny it
You don't want to win this war
'Cause you don't want the peace
Armistice
We never tried it
You're the soldier
I'm police
Listen, baby
We can't deny it
You don't want to win this war
'Cause you don't want the peace
The word was weaponized
As soon as it had passed your lips
I am a gentleman
I refuse to show my gentleness
Fuck around and find out
The angry child recites this every day
The universe will pry out
ThΠ΅ truth which is you've got nothin' to say
In dreams, I scream piano
I softly reach the high note
The world don't recognize a singer who won't sing
You talk of Serbians
Whisper Kosovar Albanians
The boy's Romanian
Third generation Transylvanian
I see the vampires walkin'
Don't be gripped by fear
You aren't next
We're all the sons and daughters
Of vampires who drained the old world's necks
In dreams, I scream piano
I softly reach the high note
The world don't recognize a singer who won't sing
In dreams, I scream piano
I softly reach the high note
The world don't recognize a singer who won't sing
You said it quiet
No one could hear you
No one but me
Cynical
You can't deny it
You don't want to win this war
'Cause you don't want the peace
Armistice
We never tried it
You're the soldier
I'm police
Listen, baby
We can't deny it
You don't want to win this war
'Cause you don't want the peace
The word was weaponized
As soon as it had passed your lips
I am a gentleman
I refuse to show my gentleness
Fuck around and find out
The angry child recites this every day
The universe will pry out
ThΠ΅ truth which is you've got nothin' to say
In dreams, I scream piano
I softly reach the high note
The world don't recognize a singer who won't sing
You talk of Serbians
Whisper Kosovar Albanians
The boy's Romanian
Third generation Transylvanian
I see the vampires walkin'
Don't be gripped by fear
You aren't next
We're all the sons and daughters
Of vampires who drained the old world's necks
In dreams, I scream piano
I softly reach the high note
The world don't recognize a singer who won't sing
In dreams, I scream piano
I softly reach the high note
The world don't recognize a singer who won't sing