Mark Foster - Pseudologia Fantastica (Live From The Village) lyrics

[Verse 1] Faded and worn at the seams A psychotropic wanderlust, sick and laughing Their words bared their teeth into the wall I promised I would rid the world of feral animals I see you smiling with your feet up like your heroes You'd off yourself to save your reputation Strong and fearless and deprived just like your heroes Are you sharpening your sword? Well, you'll fade out anyway [Chorus] Why'd you say Why'd you say that you'd come right back for my love, for my faith? All the promises you made never realized Why'd you say Why'd you say that you'd come right back for my love, for my strength? All the promises you made never realized [Verse 2] Fill the air with what you like Another weekend ma**acre of opinion Don't be afraid of the knife Sometimes you have to cut the limb to survive I see you smiling with your feet up like your heroes You'd off yourself to save your reputation Strong and fearless and deprived just like your heroes Are you sharpening your sword? Well, you'll bleed out anyway [Chorus] You got to love the madness of the feeling Don't have to rush the freshness of beginning You've got to get back up and face your demons Don't ever be afraid of starting over