Hey you, big star, tell me when it’s over (cloud)
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 (3x)
Shove
Shove it (3x)
The sun
Shove it (3x)
Aside
Shove it aside

I think god is moving his tongue
There’s no crowds in the streets
And no sun…in my own summer

The shade is a tool, a device, a savior
See, I try and look up to the sky
But my eyes burn

Cloud…come
Shove it (3x)
Shove
Shove it (3x)
The sun
Shove it (3x)
Aside
Shove it aside

Cloud…
Shove it (3x)
Shove
Shove it (3x)
The sun
Shove it (3x)
Aside
Shove it aside

I think god is moving his tongue
There’s no crowds in the streets
And no sun…in my own summer

Cloud…
Shove it (3x)
Shove
Shove it (3x)
The sun
Shove it (3x)
Aside
Shove it aside!

Somewhere outside, there are tricks and evil
Holler, downstairs while I drive

It was nice to meet you buttercup
When I need you, when I want you
You take me there, do do not do the same
While you sew me, while I got you
Buttercup sent me to kill Staline again
Well I saw again, I’ll do it again and again
Make it fast to the supermarket
Got believe yours, got human profile!

Dying of boredom, I’ll try it all

Sixteen olive
Bound by a voice

Dear, Dear, I can make you up like a dear
Don’t look, don’t want to do
It’s right, this time all I feel is a sick
It’s groove, blind like we did
Look up, Look up, revenge you can’t deal
What you get it’s what you father gave
Now, it’s up to resize, over your black tongue
Like first, at least you fucking care!

Dying of boredom, I’ll try it all
I’ll be faint like a crook
What shit, what it was doing to you
But that’s ok, ’cause look how it feels
Please drink, drink what he’d stolen to you
That’s ok, ’cause look how it feels
Please stole it, look what it is doing to you
But that’s ok, ’cause look how it feels
You’re fine (3x)

I burned did it, straight stared at it
Look ’round and then come over look and look at me
Looked straight, there was a new stair
I’m doin’ it, worked to found you
Like a pretty boy, mad, sarcastic one
One I want you, I take to fuck you
My time starts to came arrest your time
I love, it’s to be far

Dying of boredom, I’ll try it all
I’ll be faint like a crook
What shit, what it was doing to you
But that’s ok, ’cause look how it feels…

I feel soon
I will sink into you
What do you think?
‘Cause there’s still blood
In your hair
I’ve got the bruise…
Of the year

But there’s something about her
Long shady eyes
I’m all about her
Shade tonight
I hate
Your tattoos
You’ve weak wrists
But I’ll keep you

‘Cause is 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…

Hey vanity, This vial is empty
So are you
Hey glamorous, This vial is not God any more
Yeah!

Speak… I don’t get it
Should I ignore your fashion
Or go buy the book
I don’t want it
I just want your eyes fixated on me
Come back
I’m coming back around the fur

Prostitute, Climb back down from the floor
Please don’t fuck around
And die like this
Cause I love her

Speak… I don’t get it
Should I ignore your fashion
Or go buy the book
I don’t want it
I just want your eyes fixated on me
Come back
I’m coming back around the fur

Take, It takes
My eyes again, the fur, the fur
Around…to me…make it fine

Speak…Speak! That’s so sad you’re back
I don’t wanna get pissed off, but anyway
Come on – came so far
I’m here to say, don’t speak back to me
Speak…
You’re a liar
You’re lying
I don’t care about
Wrong, Wrong, Wrong!

It’s so simple to look at every little thing I do wrong
It’s so simple to overlook every little thing I do right, right
I think too much
I feed too much
I’m gone too much
I skate too much
I starve too much
I’m gone too much
I gave too much
I’m way too much
Too stuck up

You’re probably right, this time but I don’t want to listen
You’re probably right, this time but I don’t even care

I drink too much
I fit too much
I stop too much
Lose things too much
I add too much
I’m pissed too much
I need too much
I’m not one to trust

You’re probably right, this time but I don’t want to listen
You’re probably right, this time but I don’t even care
And if it was mine to say I wouldn’t say it
And if it was mine to say I wouldn’t speak

I’ve gone too much
I think too much
I hate too much
I fix too much
I think too much
I’m used too much
I sleep too much
I stop too much…

You’re probably right, this time but I don’t want to listen
You’re probably right, this time but I don’t even care
And if it was mine to say I wouldn’t say it
And if it was mine to say I wouldn’t speak!

This town, don’t feel mine
I’m fast to, get away
Far!

I dressed you, in her clothes
So drive me, far…
Away, away, away

It feels good, to know your all mine
Now drive me, Far…
Away, away, away

Far… away
And I don’t care where just, Far – away (3x)
And I don’t care

Far – away
And I don’t care where just, Far – away (3x)
I don’t care, Far – away
And I don’t care where just, Far – away (3x)
Far – away
And I don’t care where just, Far – away (3x)
I don’t care where just, Far – away
Away
Said far – away
I don’t care where just, Far…

I meant! Suck’em…
To come back to put out bliss
But the style is crumbling covered canned
It was sick and now you don’t even know how
It comes shifts then gets ruined by you fucking slobs
But it’s classical anyways

I can’t!
Help 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 comin’ over your cloud!

It’s classical anyways
How cool are you?
I remember…
I feel sick (4x)

It’s just a bad call! Ah…
It’s so funny how you think I’m so serious
But that’s not it
The thing is I don’t give enough just to give a fuck
It’s just plain boring, and you bore me asleep!

It’s classical anyways
How cool are you?
I remember…
I feel sick (4x)
Feel sick God (6x)
And I feel sick

Ah Fuck! Who the fuck are you anyways you fuck
It’s making sick sense, seeing how you’re sticking out
Hardly and hoping, ah
Money please
Arise up off the fuckin’ knees
Hop off the train for a second
And try to find your own fucking heart…

It’s classical anyways
How cool are you?
I remember
I feel sick (4x)
Feel sick God (8x)
I feel sick right here (7x)
I feel sick!