Around the Fur

Somewhere, outside
There are tricks, and evil
Holler, downstairs
While i drive

I want to watch you buttercup coming through the fog

Dying of boredom
I'll try it all

Sixteen, olive
Bound by a voice

I don't want to go but i want it well at least you fucking care

Dying of boredom
I'll try it all
I'll be faint
Like a crook

It looks and feels great but look at what it's doing to you
But that's ok look at how it feels

Dying of boredom
I'll try it all
I'll be faint
Like a crook


It looks and feels great but look at what it's doing to you
But that's ok look at how it feels

Got back out back off the forefront
I never said or got to say bye to my boy
But it's often i try i think about how i'd be screaming
And the times would be bumping
All our minds would be flowing
Taking care of shit like hey holmes
What you needing sometimes life will be coming off whack
And will open your eyes as i proceed to get loose

I feel you next to me fiending
Getting spacey with the common
Love of music think of this as the
Sun and the mind as a tool but we
Could bounce back from this one
With attitude will and some spirit
With attitude will and your spirit
We'll shove it aside

Soulfly
Fly high
So fly
Fly free

When you walk into this world

Walk into this world with your head up high

Headup

Hey you, big star
Tell me, when it's over

Hey you, big mood
Guide me, to shelter
'cause i'm through
When the two
Hits the six
And it's summer (cloud)

Come - shove it, shove it, shove it
Shove - shove it, shove it, shove it
The sun - shove it, shove it, shove it
Aside - shove it aside

I think god is moving its tongue
There's no crowds in the streets, and no sun

(in my own summer)

The shade, is a tool
A device, a saviour
See i try, and look up
To the sky, but my eyes burn (cloud)

Come - shove it, shove it, shove it
Shove - shove it, shove it, shove it
The sun - shove it, shove it, shove it
Aside - shove it aside

Come - shove it, shove it, shove it
Shove - shove it, shove it, shove it
The sun - shove it, shove it, shove it
Aside - shove it aside

I think god is moving its tongue
There's no crowds in the streets, and no sun

In my, own, summer

Come - shove it, shove it, shove it
Shove - shove it, shove it, shove it
The sun - shove it, shove it, shove it
Aside - shove it aside

I meant to come back to put out bliss
But the style's crumbling, covered, canned
It was sick and no you don't even know how it comes and
Shifts then gets ruined by you fucking slobs

It's classical, anyway

I can't help it, it makes me so sick
Over and over, it sits stiff
Bound with no heart, fine 'cause this is where the separation starts arising
I can see it coming over your cloud

It's classical, anyway
How cool are you? i remember

I feel sick

Just a bad call, it's so funny
How you think i'm so serious, but that's not it
The thing is i don't give enough to give a fuck
You're just plain boring and you bore me asleep

It's classical, anyway
How cool are you? i remember

I feel sick

Feel sickened

I feel sick

And who the fuck are you anyway, you fuck?
It's making sick sense seeing how you're sticking out
Hardly and hoping money please arise up off the fucking knees
And hop off the train for a second and try to find your own fucking heart

It's classical, anyway
How cool are you? i remember

I feel sick

Feel sickened

I feel sick, in my head

I feel soon
I will sink
Into you
What do you think?

Cause there's still blood
In your hair
And i've got the bruise
Of the year

But it's something about her
Long shady eyes
I'm all about her
Shade tonight

I hate your tattoos
You have weak wrists
But i'll keep you

'cause it's something about her
Long shady eyes
I'm all about her
Shade tonight

Well it's too bad
It's too bad
It's too bad
You're married, to me