Blend In Songtext
von Socratic

The first one seen was a Caucasian male
In his twenties, he hates wedding bells
When you′re in trouble, it's best you just blend in
When you′re in trouble, it's best you just blend in
The next living thing was a pigeon
Sitting, shitting on the heads walking by
What the fuck?
No, it shouldn't good luck
It′s just a stain on the suit like a suit is a stain on the skin
When you′re in trouble, it's best you just blend in
When you′re in trouble, it's best you just blend in


And I remember days when we walked along this ocean
It was cold but we were warm
Took the boat out on the river even though it was so cold
Oh, but we were warm, yeah, we were warm
If I warned you, would you leave my side?
′Cause I'm dying inside
If I told you I was sick and I would never get through it
And I was gonna die, I was gonna die
Gonna die, gonna die, gonna die
There′s this kind of man that he just can't forget
She turns into every woman that he sees