chaos arpeggiating
演唱：of Montrealchaos arpeggiating - Of Montreal
Mountain city yellows
They're not on the grounds they're in the wall
This loneliness is so distracting
I'm barely missing you at all
Will I survive the easter in this sloughy womb of noxious isolation no
I can feel the sabers now in my illusionary casket
Now your charming little virus is getting all your attention
As I drag my chair up to the window
To absorb some solar lashings
It's your saint's name day tomorrow
But last year's paper wasps they are not living
Anymore
Why should I be scorned like some catalyst for famines
When it's me who's been
Exiled in apartments
Oh must I always be chaos arpeggiating
Mountain city yellows I see them glitching through the floor
The minotaur of self abuse can't pick himself up anymore
Your last violent freak out was a eulogy to us
I was truly touched that you still cared enough to throw psychotic fits
And now I'm sparring with the no one the void
The vacuum of conscience
As I mine the rust of my celebrity with snarls and mock laughter
I have the sense that you're wanting me to chase you
But what's the point
We can't be together without starting a row
Why should I be scorned like some catalyst for famines
When it's me who's been
Exiled in apartments
Oh must I always be chaos arpeggiating
Why should I be scorned like some catalyst for famines
When it's me who's been
Exiled in apartments
Oh must I always be chaos arpeggiating
We are be chaos arpeggiating
Mountain city yellows
They're not on the grounds they're in the wall
This loneliness is so distracting
I'm barely missing you at all
Will I survive the easter in this sloughy womb of noxious isolation no
I can feel the sabers now in my illusionary casket
Now your charming little virus is getting all your attention
As I drag my chair up to the window
To absorb some solar lashings
It's your saint's name day tomorrow
But last year's paper wasps they are not living
Anymore
Why should I be scorned like some catalyst for famines
When it's me who's been
Exiled in apartments
Oh must I always be chaos arpeggiating
Mountain city yellows I see them glitching through the floor
The minotaur of self abuse can't pick himself up anymore
Your last violent freak out was a eulogy to us
I was truly touched that you still cared enough to throw psychotic fits
And now I'm sparring with the no one the void
The vacuum of conscience
As I mine the rust of my celebrity with snarls and mock laughter
I have the sense that you're wanting me to chase you
But what's the point
We can't be together without starting a row
Why should I be scorned like some catalyst for famines
When it's me who's been
Exiled in apartments
Oh must I always be chaos arpeggiating
Why should I be scorned like some catalyst for famines
When it's me who's been
Exiled in apartments
Oh must I always be chaos arpeggiating
We are be chaos arpeggiating