What province of your mind are you walking through?
And is the flannel that thing's lined with bulletproof?
When your head starts spinning like the evening news
Can you find safety or at least a substitute?
Well, the houseplants are all growing beautifully.
Wear that thorn in your side like it's jewelry.
Wear that thorn in your side like a pageant sash
Until your hometown's covered in volcanic ash.
Molotovs set fire to the arcade.
I'm trapped between indie rock and a hard place.
You will learn to throw your voice like a hand grenade
And travel lightly with just a guitar case.
Are you made of flesh and bone
Or something stronger, too?
Are those cracks in your armor how the light gets through?
Are you made of flesh and bone
Or something stronger, too?
Are those cracks in your armor how the light gets through?
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What province of your mind are you walking through?
And is the flannel that thing's lined with bulletproof?
When your head starts spinning like the evening news
Can you find safety or at least a substitute?
Well, the houseplants are all growing beautifully.
Wear that thorn in your side like it's jewelry.
Wear that thorn in your side like a pageant sash
Until your hometown's covered in volcanic ash.
Molotovs set fire to the arcade.
I'm trapped between indie rock and a hard place.
You will learn to throw your voice like a hand grenade
And travel lightly with just a guitar case.
Are you made of flesh and bone
Or something stronger, too?
Are those cracks in your armor how the light gets through?
Are you made of flesh and bone
Or something stronger, too?
Are those cracks in your armor how the light gets through?
And is the flannel that thing's lined with bulletproof?
When your head starts spinning like the evening news
Can you find safety or at least a substitute?
Well, the houseplants are all growing beautifully.
Wear that thorn in your side like it's jewelry.
Wear that thorn in your side like a pageant sash
Until your hometown's covered in volcanic ash.
Molotovs set fire to the arcade.
I'm trapped between indie rock and a hard place.
You will learn to throw your voice like a hand grenade
And travel lightly with just a guitar case.
Are you made of flesh and bone
Or something stronger, too?
Are those cracks in your armor how the light gets through?
Are you made of flesh and bone
Or something stronger, too?
Are those cracks in your armor how the light gets through?
Writer: Nico H
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