歌曲名 Spiteful Intervention 歌手名 Of Montreal

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It's fucking sad that we need

a tragedy to occur

to gain a fresh perspective

in our lives

Nothing happens for a reason

there's no point even pretending

you know the sad truth as well as I

Oh god the morning light

Sun rays bring my paranoia

I can't function

unless I'm the only one awake

Rancor of our

Last conversation that

Forbidden word you

Deform to

Handicap me then

Abuse your advantage

I'm nervous my soul

is returning to crystals

Because your eyes

are an agent of darkness

There's nothing to fight

It's just a bit of fait accompli

I spend my waking hours

haunting my life

I made the one

I love start crying tonight

And it felt good

Still there must

be a more elegant solution

Lately I'm rotted in the filth of

Self offered agonies

that really should

Fill me with shame

But all I have is this manic energy

I lost my page in

being the black sinner disciple

in your heart collage

Just want to celebrate me

Need to suffer more

Face our pure liberty

Converts officiate

Divides new stratagems to

Disembowel our corinthian characters

I spend my waking hours

haunting my life

I made the one

I love start crying tonight

And it felt good

Still there must

be a more elegant solution

I know I'm upside down about you

Your kindness feels like blasphemy

or some sick education

on the limits of humanity

So I profane the laws

of some Victorian garbage

And listen to you

smashing up my studio again

I spend my waking hours

haunting my life

I made the one

I love start crying tonight

And it felt good

Still there must be

a more elegant solution

Lately all I can produce

is psychotic vitriol

That really should

fill me with guilt

But all I have is asmatic energy