The Shins - Pariah King | Текст песни

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It all spans out on a plane.
Looking back hardly a hill or valley still remains.
The boy before the pain still longs for womb of love as he smashes down with a Cain.
It builds up and then it breaks down.
I's your perception alone of gray hands taking control.
But what can you do to prove it?

The flat waste of a life.
How many times did you try and stop the bleeding with a knife?
There's an incline to the floor and everything in your crooked life ends up rolling out the door.
It builds up and then it break down but its your perception alone.
The gray hands have taken control.
But what can you do to prove it?
Look man there's nothing to it.

What are you really getting at when you sing?

Something wrong and beautiful.
Kill a snake and make yourself pariah king.
The voice bleeds through the wall "no Jimmy no".

It builds up and then it break down.
It's your perception alone with your hand over your mouth god forbid it gets out.
The gray hands have got you in tow.
But what can you do to prove it?
Look boy there's nothing to it.

What are you really getting at when you sing?
Something wrong and beautiful.
Kill a snake and make yourself pariah king.
The voice bleeds through the wall "no Jimmy no".

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