Sore Spot Songtext
von Mars Accelerator
Sore Spot Songtext
So the words only confuse that
That you tend to loosely convey in time
I suppose this helps eschew
Resolve in a drab attempt to
Keep things safely underweight
And off display so your views can subsist
With the context lost between the lines
And the footnotes failing to note quite
What distinction rears
On an August day you′ll realize
When your thoughts start turning saturnine
And things seem so clear
Just say this may sustain to illustrate your means because
I can't relate to plays that you act over and over and over
When I′ve been broke upon my insides
By a sore that's kept you outside
And a thrombus that won't quite heal through, without you
Patent happenstance or a visionary process
Fashioned to reveal why our blood′s been played out
It′s super that you've reserved your capillaries
But are you aching for a noose or a tourniquet now?
With the context lost between the lines
And the footnotes failing to note quite
What distinction rears
On an August day you′ll realize
When your thoughts start turning saturnine
And things seem so clear
Just say this may sustain to illustrate your means because
I can't relate to plays that you act over and over and over
When I′ve been broke upon my insides
By a sore that's kept you outside
It′s a sore spot, I can't deny
That you tend to loosely convey in time
I suppose this helps eschew
Resolve in a drab attempt to
Keep things safely underweight
And off display so your views can subsist
With the context lost between the lines
And the footnotes failing to note quite
What distinction rears
On an August day you′ll realize
When your thoughts start turning saturnine
And things seem so clear
Just say this may sustain to illustrate your means because
I can't relate to plays that you act over and over and over
When I′ve been broke upon my insides
By a sore that's kept you outside
And a thrombus that won't quite heal through, without you
Patent happenstance or a visionary process
Fashioned to reveal why our blood′s been played out
It′s super that you've reserved your capillaries
But are you aching for a noose or a tourniquet now?
With the context lost between the lines
And the footnotes failing to note quite
What distinction rears
On an August day you′ll realize
When your thoughts start turning saturnine
And things seem so clear
Just say this may sustain to illustrate your means because
I can't relate to plays that you act over and over and over
When I′ve been broke upon my insides
By a sore that's kept you outside
It′s a sore spot, I can't deny
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