I'm not certain but I'm pretty sure
The weatherman has lied
The green curtain in front of the door
Is letting in all of the light
It takes a special kinda creature
To f*ck up a spot
That spent its infant years
As a flaming hot rock
We blame it on the roll
Of a dice we don't control
Down here pretending we see all around
So clearly ah ah
Don't fear I'm planting my feet in the ground
If you're looking for an exit sign
When your home's beyond repair
Take notice of the sign on the door
It may not lead you there
It takes a special kind of creature
To run to a spot
Made of zeros and ones
Forming under the sun
Down here pretending we see all around
So clearly ah ah
Don't fear I'm planting my feet in the ground
Oskar August - The Weatherman Lyrics
Oskar August - The Weatherman Lyrics
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I'm not certain but I'm pretty sure
The weatherman has lied
The green curtain in front of the door
Is letting in all of the light
It takes a special kinda creature
To f*ck up a spot
That spent its infant years
As a flaming hot rock
We blame it on the roll
Of a dice we don't control
Down here pretending we see all around
So clearly ah ah
Don't fear I'm planting my feet in the ground
If you're looking for an exit sign
When your home's beyond repair
Take notice of the sign on the door
It may not lead you there
It takes a special kind of creature
To run to a spot
Made of zeros and ones
Forming under the sun
Down here pretending we see all around
So clearly ah ah
Don't fear I'm planting my feet in the ground
The weatherman has lied
The green curtain in front of the door
Is letting in all of the light
It takes a special kinda creature
To f*ck up a spot
That spent its infant years
As a flaming hot rock
We blame it on the roll
Of a dice we don't control
Down here pretending we see all around
So clearly ah ah
Don't fear I'm planting my feet in the ground
If you're looking for an exit sign
When your home's beyond repair
Take notice of the sign on the door
It may not lead you there
It takes a special kind of creature
To run to a spot
Made of zeros and ones
Forming under the sun
Down here pretending we see all around
So clearly ah ah
Don't fear I'm planting my feet in the ground
Writer: Oskar Augustsson
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