Cement Soup The Ferrules
Contributed
babciabops
1 year ago
Album:
collectionB
Year: 2019
Instrument: Guitar
Year: 2019
Instrument: Guitar
Contents
[Zwrotka 1]
Paint dripping from the ceiling
Sitting on a chair
Can’t shake the feel
Something just feels off
The doorknob crooked
The whole house done rough
Mold and fungus
Coming up from the basement on and on
Nobody cares anymore
We’d have to build new foundations
[Refren]
The charges are off
It’s a thick, ugly broth
I’m swimming in soup of cement and shattered glass
I could always stop
With only a drop
But it's sitting on my chest
With all of its mass
[Zwrotka 2]
Paint rising up from the floor
I’m still doing
Nothing at all
Everything here’s crooked
Wallpaper peeling off
Filth and mucus
Entering through the slit under the door
What will we do about it?
Same as before
[Refren]
Which is nothing at all
Just avoid it more
I’m swimming in soup of cement
And shattered glass
I could always stop
With only a drop
But it's sitting on my chest
With all of its mass
[Bridge]
I have to decide
Do I swim through the soup
Or take it inside
I have to decide
Do I drink it
Or let it outside
[Refren]
The charges are off
It’s a thick, ugly broth
I’m swimming in soup of cement and shattered glass
I could always stop
With only a drop
But it's sitting on my chest
With all of its mass
Paint dripping from the ceiling
Sitting on a chair
Can’t shake the feel
Something just feels off
The doorknob crooked
The whole house done rough
Mold and fungus
Coming up from the basement on and on
Nobody cares anymore
We’d have to build new foundations
[Refren]
The charges are off
It’s a thick, ugly broth
I’m swimming in soup of cement and shattered glass
I could always stop
With only a drop
But it's sitting on my chest
With all of its mass
[Zwrotka 2]
Paint rising up from the floor
I’m still doing
Nothing at all
Everything here’s crooked
Wallpaper peeling off
Filth and mucus
Entering through the slit under the door
What will we do about it?
Same as before
[Refren]
Which is nothing at all
Just avoid it more
I’m swimming in soup of cement
And shattered glass
I could always stop
With only a drop
But it's sitting on my chest
With all of its mass
[Bridge]
I have to decide
Do I swim through the soup
Or take it inside
I have to decide
Do I drink it
Or let it outside
[Refren]
The charges are off
It’s a thick, ugly broth
I’m swimming in soup of cement and shattered glass
I could always stop
With only a drop
But it's sitting on my chest
With all of its mass
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