Cursive
if i could only breathe underwater
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These waves wash over me.
It cannot be the undertow is me.
Call me, call me Mr. Pain.
As I go insane, the barbed wire cuts my veins.
People say that sadness sells.
Well, if that's the case then my mind
Should've gone triple-platinum by now.
What'll happen next?
It's kind of hard to tell.
So fucking lonely, even myself.
I'm basking in my lonely paradise.
Put my heart on ice, helps me feel alive.
I'm waiting by the telephone.
My only link to home.
So alone.
So tell me
What you think my mind would look like
Painted on your bedroom wall.
Don't worry.
I won't make a mess.
You know I'm not smart anyways.
Trapped in a world stuck in a fucking shell.
Please, world, I bet of you:
Associate with this.
- Album:
- I Am Gemini
- Happy Hollow
- Dorothy at Forty
- The Ugly Organ
- Silver Scooter / Cursive split EP
- Storms Of Early Summer: Semantics Of Song
- The Storms Of Early Summer: Semantics Of Song
- Miscellaneous
- Recluse
- Critically Ashamed
- The Difference Between Houses And Homes Lost Songs And...
- Print Is Dead
- 8 Teeth To Eat You
- Non-Album Releases
- Handguns Better Punk Comp
- 2004-02-15: Paradiso, Amsterdam, Netherlands
- Fossil Jeans Presents 13 Tracks, Volume 4
- The Ugly Organ (Deluxe Edition) [Remastered]
- The Ugly Organ (Deluxe Edition)
- Big Bang