Monday, March 21, 2011

someday soon-

there are three versions of this song, lyrics switched up ever so subtle that make all the fucking difference. i just love the sheer dreariness- the drag, the unknown point made. The feeling is felt.




Someday soon, someday soon

Familiar freaks will fill your living room
Rugs lash out with their lizard tongues, you’re not getting young
You’re not getting young

And I hate to remind you but you’re going to die
All by yourself in the infancy’s lie

Someday soon, someday soon
Television bleeding like a harvest moon
Flush the scissors down the hole, you’re getting old
You’re getting old


And I hate to remind you but you’re going to die
And you’re going to be needing all of your lies
You’ll be all alone when the cannibal’s cry
All by yourself in the infancy’s lie


Someday soon, someday soon
Someday soon, someday soon

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