As Far As I'm Concerned
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โฑ๏ธ 4:06 duration
๐ ID: 9060150
๐ Lyrics
Every now and then I feel cold
Every now and then I think of
How I have grown so cynical
(As far as I'm concerned I am concerned.)
Kissing the feet of a charlatan
Eating the crumbs straight out of his hand
Beating a drum that make no sound when
(a son of a son is singing you to sleep.)
Sleepy because I've slept way too much
Under the sheets with digital lust
No-one is gonna reach for my trust
(need to grab a hold on what is ours.)
Hours of hourglasses turning
You never told me how to cope with
All of this space I fill with nothing
(as far as I'm concerned I am concerned.)
Under the covers
Where you're not around
Where my body is full of shrapnels
From the killing of time
Meeting people is easy
From a bar to a bed
But I can't meet my own eyes
In the bathroom mirror of a stranger in the morning
Pixelating the girls of that dawn
Their flesh and bones in data codes
I thought I saw their souls, I saw their holes
Every now and then I think of
Every now and then I dream of
How to become less cynical
(as far as I'm concerned I am concerned.)
Hours of hourglasses turning
You never told me how to cope with
All of this space I fill with nothing
(as far as I'm concerned I am concerned.)
The anthem of a hypocrite
Is shaking the arena seats
I wanna be the opposite
To prove you that I'm all the same
An elegy for elegance
Assumingly so elegant
But honestly I'm transparent
The simple fact that I have changed
Now obvious to all my friends
Who slipped away along the path
Because I made them lovers
Making love instead of making friends
The anthem of the hypocrite
Is shaking the arena seats
I wanna be the opposite
But I have changed there's no way back again
Every now and then I think of
How I have grown so cynical
(As far as I'm concerned I am concerned.)
Kissing the feet of a charlatan
Eating the crumbs straight out of his hand
Beating a drum that make no sound when
(a son of a son is singing you to sleep.)
Sleepy because I've slept way too much
Under the sheets with digital lust
No-one is gonna reach for my trust
(need to grab a hold on what is ours.)
Hours of hourglasses turning
You never told me how to cope with
All of this space I fill with nothing
(as far as I'm concerned I am concerned.)
Under the covers
Where you're not around
Where my body is full of shrapnels
From the killing of time
Meeting people is easy
From a bar to a bed
But I can't meet my own eyes
In the bathroom mirror of a stranger in the morning
Pixelating the girls of that dawn
Their flesh and bones in data codes
I thought I saw their souls, I saw their holes
Every now and then I think of
Every now and then I dream of
How to become less cynical
(as far as I'm concerned I am concerned.)
Hours of hourglasses turning
You never told me how to cope with
All of this space I fill with nothing
(as far as I'm concerned I am concerned.)
The anthem of a hypocrite
Is shaking the arena seats
I wanna be the opposite
To prove you that I'm all the same
An elegy for elegance
Assumingly so elegant
But honestly I'm transparent
The simple fact that I have changed
Now obvious to all my friends
Who slipped away along the path
Because I made them lovers
Making love instead of making friends
The anthem of the hypocrite
Is shaking the arena seats
I wanna be the opposite
But I have changed there's no way back again
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:02.44] Every now and then I feel cold
[00:04.69] Every now and then I think of
[00:06.82] How I have grown so cynical
[00:09.34] (As far as I'm concerned I am concerned.)
[00:11.58] Kissing the feet of a charlatan
[00:13.15] Eating the crumbs straight out of his hand
[00:15.63] Beating a drum that make no sound when
[00:17.73] (a son of a son is singing you to sleep.)
[00:20.18] Sleepy because I've slept way too much
[00:22.05] Under the sheets with digital lust
[00:23.95] No-one is gonna reach for my trust
[00:25.97] (need to grab a hold on what is ours.)
[00:28.72] Hours of hourglasses turning
[00:30.31] You never told me how to cope with
[00:32.71] All of this space I fill with nothing
[00:35.14] (as far as I'm concerned I am concerned.)
[00:57.86] Under the covers
[00:59.62] Where you're not around
[01:01.02] Where my body is full of shrapnels
[01:02.83] From the killing of time
[01:05.01] Meeting people is easy
[01:07.47] From a bar to a bed
[01:09.12] But I can't meet my own eyes
[01:11.53] In the bathroom mirror of a stranger in the morning
[01:14.23] Pixelating the girls of that dawn
[01:18.18] Their flesh and bones in data codes
[01:20.05] I thought I saw their souls, I saw their holes
[01:37.49] Every now and then I think of
[01:41.04] Every now and then I dream of
[01:43.29] How to become less cynical
[01:45.17] (as far as I'm concerned I am concerned.)
[01:47.88] Hours of hourglasses turning
[01:49.18] You never told me how to cope with
[01:51.60] All of this space I fill with nothing
[01:53.43] (as far as I'm concerned I am concerned.)
[01:56.67] The anthem of a hypocrite
[01:58.86] Is shaking the arena seats
[02:00.86] I wanna be the opposite
[02:02.71] To prove you that I'm all the same
[02:05.34] An elegy for elegance
[02:07.52] Assumingly so elegant
[02:10.37] But honestly I'm transparent
[02:12.62] The simple fact that I have changed
[02:15.25] Now obvious to all my friends
[02:17.68] Who slipped away along the path
[02:19.83] Because I made them lovers
[02:21.19] Making love instead of making friends
[02:24.25] The anthem of the hypocrite
[02:25.87] Is shaking the arena seats
[02:28.91] I wanna be the opposite
[02:30.98] But I have changed there's no way back again
[02:33.97]
[00:04.69] Every now and then I think of
[00:06.82] How I have grown so cynical
[00:09.34] (As far as I'm concerned I am concerned.)
[00:11.58] Kissing the feet of a charlatan
[00:13.15] Eating the crumbs straight out of his hand
[00:15.63] Beating a drum that make no sound when
[00:17.73] (a son of a son is singing you to sleep.)
[00:20.18] Sleepy because I've slept way too much
[00:22.05] Under the sheets with digital lust
[00:23.95] No-one is gonna reach for my trust
[00:25.97] (need to grab a hold on what is ours.)
[00:28.72] Hours of hourglasses turning
[00:30.31] You never told me how to cope with
[00:32.71] All of this space I fill with nothing
[00:35.14] (as far as I'm concerned I am concerned.)
[00:57.86] Under the covers
[00:59.62] Where you're not around
[01:01.02] Where my body is full of shrapnels
[01:02.83] From the killing of time
[01:05.01] Meeting people is easy
[01:07.47] From a bar to a bed
[01:09.12] But I can't meet my own eyes
[01:11.53] In the bathroom mirror of a stranger in the morning
[01:14.23] Pixelating the girls of that dawn
[01:18.18] Their flesh and bones in data codes
[01:20.05] I thought I saw their souls, I saw their holes
[01:37.49] Every now and then I think of
[01:41.04] Every now and then I dream of
[01:43.29] How to become less cynical
[01:45.17] (as far as I'm concerned I am concerned.)
[01:47.88] Hours of hourglasses turning
[01:49.18] You never told me how to cope with
[01:51.60] All of this space I fill with nothing
[01:53.43] (as far as I'm concerned I am concerned.)
[01:56.67] The anthem of a hypocrite
[01:58.86] Is shaking the arena seats
[02:00.86] I wanna be the opposite
[02:02.71] To prove you that I'm all the same
[02:05.34] An elegy for elegance
[02:07.52] Assumingly so elegant
[02:10.37] But honestly I'm transparent
[02:12.62] The simple fact that I have changed
[02:15.25] Now obvious to all my friends
[02:17.68] Who slipped away along the path
[02:19.83] Because I made them lovers
[02:21.19] Making love instead of making friends
[02:24.25] The anthem of the hypocrite
[02:25.87] Is shaking the arena seats
[02:28.91] I wanna be the opposite
[02:30.98] But I have changed there's no way back again
[02:33.97]