Meat Puppets Backwater
And when I wake up in the morning
To feel the daybreak on my face
There's a blood that's floating through the feeling
With a knife to open up the skies veins
Some things will never change
It is standing looking backwards and from conscious full of pain
It may seem rearranged
In the backwater swirling there is something that will never change
And when I should have been done a long time
Laughs and says I'll find ways
Just when we shelter under paper
The rockets come at a sideways
Some things will never change
It is standing looking backwards and from conscious full of pain
They may seem rearranged
In the backwater swirling there is something that will never change
It may imply
Good vibes
Flow from time
Oh loosed on
And when I wake up in the morning
To feel the daybreak on my face
There's a blood that's floating through the ceiling
With a knife to open up the skies veins
Some things will never change
It is standing looking backwards and from conscious full of pain
They may seem rearranged
In the backwater swirling there is something that will never change
Some things will never change
They is standing looking backwards and from conscious full of pain
They may seem rearranged
In the backwater swirling there is something that will never change