Bug Eyes
Dredg
Catch Without Arms
bring back those good ol' days
nothing feels right
nothing ever goes my way
i threw my future away
now i walk alone
out here in the cold
wandering astray
where's my future?
i'm gonna need a home
you'd expect the same
now wouldn't you?
wouldn't you?
your jouney back to birth is haunting you
haunting you
your departure from the earth is haunting you
haunting you
only those who accept
will find that acceptance in return
we have been trimmed down like hedges
and told just to sit
and wilt
and spit at each other from a distance
there is constant resistance from you
i'm gonna need a home
you'd expect the same
now wouldn't you?
wouldn't you?
your jouney back to birth is haunting you
haunting you
your departure from the earth is haunting you
haunting you
it's been 10 years strong
that's much too long
it's time to something good for my health
it's time to something good for myself
i've wasted all this time
i've wasted all this time
your journey back to birth is haunting you
haunting you
your departure from the earth is haunting you
haunting you
In all honesty, though, there is no way to describe music through words.
It's like trying to desribe color to a man who was born blind.
Dredg
Catch Without Arms
bring back those good ol' days
nothing feels right
nothing ever goes my way
i threw my future away
now i walk alone
out here in the cold
wandering astray
where's my future?
i'm gonna need a home
you'd expect the same
now wouldn't you?
wouldn't you?
your jouney back to birth is haunting you
haunting you
your departure from the earth is haunting you
haunting you
only those who accept
will find that acceptance in return
we have been trimmed down like hedges
and told just to sit
and wilt
and spit at each other from a distance
there is constant resistance from you
i'm gonna need a home
you'd expect the same
now wouldn't you?
wouldn't you?
your jouney back to birth is haunting you
haunting you
your departure from the earth is haunting you
haunting you
it's been 10 years strong
that's much too long
it's time to something good for my health
it's time to something good for myself
i've wasted all this time
i've wasted all this time
your journey back to birth is haunting you
haunting you
your departure from the earth is haunting you
haunting you
In all honesty, though, there is no way to describe music through words.
It's like trying to desribe color to a man who was born blind.
NVNC ID VIDES, NVNC NE VIDES
Now you see it, now you don't
Now you see it, now you don't