Floating was an understatement
Hiding in my mind's basement
Capitulation was my only offense
Using blanket statements and you got shot progress
I'll lick the blood off your knuckles
You, you wanna taste the cut on my lower lip
But tell me does it taste just like it drips
I'm begging for no explanations
I'm missing the days when I didn't know you entirely
Don't worry
I'll trap reality in the trunk of a tree
Watching myself talk
I think he saw me
Don't let him have this thought
More shadow than pan
When floating was an understatement
Hiding in my mind's basement
Capitulation was my only offense
Self awareness please knock me unconscious
From your lips reality left me
Hiding in my mind's basement
Peter Quarry - Mind's Basement Lyrics
Peter Quarry - Mind's Basement Lyrics
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Floating was an understatement
Hiding in my mind's basement
Capitulation was my only offense
Using blanket statements and you got shot progress
I'll lick the blood off your knuckles
You, you wanna taste the cut on my lower lip
But tell me does it taste just like it drips
I'm begging for no explanations
I'm missing the days when I didn't know you entirely
Don't worry
I'll trap reality in the trunk of a tree
Watching myself talk
I think he saw me
Don't let him have this thought
More shadow than pan
When floating was an understatement
Hiding in my mind's basement
Capitulation was my only offense
Self awareness please knock me unconscious
From your lips reality left me
Hiding in my mind's basement
Hiding in my mind's basement
Capitulation was my only offense
Using blanket statements and you got shot progress
I'll lick the blood off your knuckles
You, you wanna taste the cut on my lower lip
But tell me does it taste just like it drips
I'm begging for no explanations
I'm missing the days when I didn't know you entirely
Don't worry
I'll trap reality in the trunk of a tree
Watching myself talk
I think he saw me
Don't let him have this thought
More shadow than pan
When floating was an understatement
Hiding in my mind's basement
Capitulation was my only offense
Self awareness please knock me unconscious
From your lips reality left me
Hiding in my mind's basement
Writer: Peter McDowell
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