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Gully Pass Video (MV)




Performed By: Roughly Human
Language: English
Length: 3:47
Written by: Kristupas Maksvytis




Roughly Human - Gully Pass Lyrics
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The fall obstructs
The gate that I had to pass to get to you
It's so abstract
The line between figments and memories obscured
A crumpled note
Inside of a wastepaper basket of
A sham romancer writer, a charlatan, liar
An emptied out lighter - no way to ignite her
No strength left to find her:
Knees weak from the frostbite
The shrapnel from crossfire
The cuts from the barbed wire
Exemplary sailors, yet compasses failed us
What liminal spaces? What bonfire embraces?
Forget what this chase is
The ages-old curse
Sing "children in Africa have it much worse"
Why they do - that's a fact
But just let me complain
I puff out my chest and I sing my refrain
The fall attracts
The shame that the heat of the summer kept at bay
It's so exact
If you squint you can see the toxins enter the fray
But I'm unsure
What if I came up and asked her
"How has your day been? Has your patience run thin?"
Or just put a new spin on this game I won't win
Yet I play, to no avail - there's no wind in my sail
Got means to regale. Serpent eating its tail
On this Moebius strip, chasing cars and I slip
Just a flesh wound
My drip
My drip
What a trip
Used to come out unscathed, It was just us
Our brigade. Nothing there left to save
Snowfall blocking the way
Least it's not getting worse... Maybe on certain days
This exuberant hurt that I put on display
These extravagant blurts like I'm stuck in a play
In this theater - Absurd! Somehow make it okay
But the curtains won't fall and the floodlights are on
Illegitimate spawn! Snap its neck and move on
Yet it comes back to haunt, effigy
From before
Memories of our days got swept up by the storm
I sing and I dance and I rock and I crawl
Yet I find only plastic when I lower the trawl
There's plenty of fish in the sea, come next year
But the wellspring's dried out - there's no sound left in here
But the rustling of leaves
In their dizzying flight
Oh, their fragile descent
Mirrors my dying light
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The fall obstructs
The gate that I had to pass to get to you
It's so abstract
The line between figments and memories obscured
A crumpled note
Inside of a wastepaper basket of
A sham romancer writer, a charlatan, liar
An emptied out lighter - no way to ignite her
No strength left to find her:
Knees weak from the frostbite
The shrapnel from crossfire
The cuts from the barbed wire
Exemplary sailors, yet compasses failed us
What liminal spaces? What bonfire embraces?
Forget what this chase is
The ages-old curse
Sing "children in Africa have it much worse"
Why they do - that's a fact
But just let me complain
I puff out my chest and I sing my refrain
The fall attracts
The shame that the heat of the summer kept at bay
It's so exact
If you squint you can see the toxins enter the fray
But I'm unsure
What if I came up and asked her
"How has your day been? Has your patience run thin?"
Or just put a new spin on this game I won't win
Yet I play, to no avail - there's no wind in my sail
Got means to regale. Serpent eating its tail
On this Moebius strip, chasing cars and I slip
Just a flesh wound
My drip
My drip
What a trip
Used to come out unscathed, It was just us
Our brigade. Nothing there left to save
Snowfall blocking the way
Least it's not getting worse... Maybe on certain days
This exuberant hurt that I put on display
These extravagant blurts like I'm stuck in a play
In this theater - Absurd! Somehow make it okay
But the curtains won't fall and the floodlights are on
Illegitimate spawn! Snap its neck and move on
Yet it comes back to haunt, effigy
From before
Memories of our days got swept up by the storm
I sing and I dance and I rock and I crawl
Yet I find only plastic when I lower the trawl
There's plenty of fish in the sea, come next year
But the wellspring's dried out - there's no sound left in here
But the rustling of leaves
In their dizzying flight
Oh, their fragile descent
Mirrors my dying light
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Writer: Kristupas Maksvytis
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