Song Length |
4:46 |
Genre |
Rock - Alternative, Rock - General |
Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
the little town where you were born is slanted
and all the clouds that float above were planted
all of the kids are grown here like fancy clones
paperweight souls can't hold down there flighty bones
we know their weakness/we know they have no heart
a penguin line calls you out to join them
a steady march until the end/ a countdown
all of the sounds you hear are the ratchet swings
working to hold up signs for the profit kings
we know their weakness/we can push them all out
father destroyer- just blow your whistle and I'll go to work
I already know who, but just tell me which ones go down first...
the fish that swims upstream and on is granted
another wish, a sea of stars, a big win
if you can reach the sky there's still danger here
tentacles wait and see what the currents bring near
father destroyer...
it's the kill time