Mye July – Past-away

LYRIC
Past-away

Later on
When envy’s caught fire
Is it wrong
A sign of the times
To play appalled too long

Said to toe the line
Assume both your eyes malign
Clutch kind

[Keeping in sight the tattoos / that kick into the roles you hold to prove you’ve / been grieving to a beat / you won’t atone to
[With a line too kind to shine through
[Go 40 in a fine October poster / and check into the road don’t]

Ain’t it a faithless hobby
Eager to get down with limelight bodies
To feel alive
To feel mind lucky
Did you gab what you had enough?

It’ll fall right through you
With a weight of our own
It’ll fall right through you [oh
It’ll fall right through you
With a weight of our own
It’ll fall right through
Forge upon his crayon lines
Just say it’s all your own

Cut a story out
So no one knows the route
Truе towner

[Little I say to tempt you / At Gallipoli hoping to connеct to / Prepare you to loathe your sonometrics / With your own lone dose of Tetris
[And kick into your low life unelectric / To leave it on the road like]

Ain’t it a faithless hobby
Eager to get down with limelight bodies
Sad tries
Crosswise
Did you pad what you had enough?


It’ll fall right through you
With a weight of our own
It’ll fall right through you [oh
It’ll fall right through you
With a weight of our own
It’ll fall right through

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