Ed Scissor - The Dust Don't Lay lyrics

[Verse 1: Ed Scissor] A place in time A life of leisure Five fifty five A wild adventure Let's wipe the snowfall Of late November Define a process Make it better Basic reparations got me faded flaming strains of blazing chronic same result different occasion Just A couple weekends later Skirting board the 99 flakes of misbehaviour A life of lust The same pretenders A Midas touch The same agenda Ways of dusk Such magnetism Explain the rush through angles in your mannerisms Polaroid exposures in a roundabout A speed of light emotion's bouncing outward in this crowded house Game's of hide and seek are pound an algorithm Down for filth and grease personified in all our foul decisions High on d** A space adventurer Nights and days We don't remember Eighths of blow Flakes of flavour Shed the load obsessing on our strange behaviour I will make you magic in these days of splendour Said the subject sprawled out on the bed beside his fruits of labour Splash the lot Watch them flock and feather Nights and days We don't remember (never) [Hook: Ed Scissor] I went out last night I got drunk as hell I did things I wish I had not Daylight broke that spell I went out last night I got drunk as hell I saw things I wish I had not Oh lord save yourself [Verse 2: Ed Scissor] Why were you there? [?] your thoughts weren't mine to take and smother in d** We pa**ed on the stair like a couple times over now you're giving it up See my eyes caught your eyes They caught me looking there (there, there) My eyes saw your eyes dilate while gripping your hair A moonlight vigil A sunrise pasture A puff-puff past that shop gone pistol runs right past ya Every single feeling left and all the love's melted in a mess of dreams A stunted pulse A treasure trove Like silent movies moving in an unrequited looted lunar movement Starry eyes locked in a crock of gold You and I The best in show The sun it rises Let it snow He lies awake She sleeps forever Par your friends Blame the weather Seven deadly sinners in the dead of night Celebrating medals at the first hint of the finish line We run tonight Runners in a grim dawn Withdrawn The best kept sinners in the pimp store (never) [Hook: Ed Scissor] I went out last night I got drunk as hell I did things I wish I had not Daylight broke that spell I went out last night I got drunk as hell I saw things I wish I had not Oh lord save yourself [Verse 3: Ed Scissor] Run away Come again another day (save yourself) Run away Come again another day (save yourself) Run away Come again another day (save yourself) (Save yourself) (Save yourself) (Save yourself) (Save yourself) [Verse 4: Ed Scissor] It all flew past so fast like cars on a freeway The streetlights marking a long lost path to the carnival [cardinal?] blocks on an unwashed sheet stain In pa**ing Through darkness to light was a dancer who shall not be named She lay, on bed sheets re-made Done fastening garments of weapons and armaments re-made (just like that) What a cheap day, cheapskate We sank deeper again, what a deep grave No the dust don't lay where she stays Under a night sky marvellous hydra the sea snake Last night starving and grease stained Fasten your coat, get gum-less We need a whole damn park, what a teammate Take care, be safe I can't even see straight Swirls in a [?] No long Talk of the music Sold on Post-rock So song Slow jams and trip-hop beat tapes Out for the count with the jangling key chain I saw life on the tip of your tongue as you let in the dreamscape Space dust pa**ing a satellite Sparks in an atom fight Parked in the darkness of deep space (waiting) Laying in wait just waiting Laying in wait just waiting Laying in wait Laying in wait for the snap of the heatwave (waiting) Laying in wait just waiting Laying in wait just waiting Laying in wait Laying in wait for the snap Cool breeze chapping your lips You're in a zone like Full beam batting for six You're all alone like Cornered And you can't atone for the warp speed turning this day into night shade Falling Keep falling That gentle sting keeps calling Yeah something in that cool breeze had us waging wars with all things Morning