The lyrics for this song were written in the same 24 hours as Raptorsharkbear in April 2010. In terms of differences from the original, a glockenspiel of all things was taken out because it no longer fit and the solo differs as with most songs.
lyrics
Too long now, the button's been pushed down
This little note of better off without
I'm not a joke
But I'm fairly sure I'd find this situation hilarious
If it wasn't drenched in my own blood
Physically and mentally
Bleeding, scarred
I'd make more sense if it didn't go to my head
Two pints of blood resting in between my ears
If you want something take it
Or rupture it until nothing else can recognise it
Let alone bare to have it
Body language is the one universal tongue and I hate it
Talk to me in words
Not passing, fleeting orders
Too long now, the button's been pushed down
This little note of better off without
She holds the detonator to me
Never pretend to have what you don't
And don't make a joke from a tragedy
"Too soon, too soon"
We've got no tact, but at least we smile
Don't you own two of those?
Don't you own two thousand of those?
That official seal of disapproval
And I approve of her belief in my delusional
Way of wanting what I can't quite reach
Not that I'd ever wanted her any less
Take a drill to my head
Drain this fucking blood that overthrows my balance
Drop the weights and break a hole or two in the concrete
Mind game master in the mirror
Mirror in the mind game master
Too long now, the button's been pushed down
This little note of better off without
Too long now, the button's been pushed down
And suddenly released
She holds the detonator to me
I won't eat your words
If you ever fucking say them
I won't eat your soul
But it's too late to find out for sure
We're worth nothing when the tide comes in
And the tide was long overdue
So we were doomed to be drowned from the start
She holds the detonator to me
credits
from Maelstrom,
released October 9, 2013
Written, performed and recorded by Adam "Psyniac" White 2014.
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