Bad Astronaut - Disarm
(Houston) I'm coming home,
I'm not bound anymore on the brink of nothing
I'm just starting something.
I am dog boy, overwhelmed, unemployed,
An arsenal of outbursts but I'm just saying it first.
I don't want to lose everything that we grew.
I'm not cutting you down, I'm just carrying the axe.
Knowing it's half bad, knowing its a little sad
and theres blood on our hands.
I hate this. No one at the wheel,
everyone is here to feel, I'm coming home.
We aren't sound anymore,
I can't build a purpose in this falling structure.
I'm not tearing it down, I just can't find the sound.
I'm disarming the bomb before it goes off.
Knowing it's half bad, knowing it's all smiling sad.
And the gun in my hand is empty.
I am Mr. Guilt, everyone is here to feel.
I thank you all so much for my next trick, next trip, drive home.
No hard feelings.
I'm not bound anymore on the brink of nothing
I'm just starting something.
I am dog boy, overwhelmed, unemployed,
An arsenal of outbursts but I'm just saying it first.
I don't want to lose everything that we grew.
I'm not cutting you down, I'm just carrying the axe.
Knowing it's half bad, knowing its a little sad
and theres blood on our hands.
I hate this. No one at the wheel,
everyone is here to feel, I'm coming home.
We aren't sound anymore,
I can't build a purpose in this falling structure.
I'm not tearing it down, I just can't find the sound.
I'm disarming the bomb before it goes off.
Knowing it's half bad, knowing it's all smiling sad.
And the gun in my hand is empty.
I am Mr. Guilt, everyone is here to feel.
I thank you all so much for my next trick, next trip, drive home.
No hard feelings.
(Houston) I'm coming home,
I'm not bound anymore on the brink of nothing
I'm just starting something.
I am dog boy, overwhelmed, unemployed,
An arsenal of outbursts but I'm just saying it first.
I don't want to lose everything that we grew.
I'm not cutting you down, I'm just carrying the axe.
Knowing it's half bad, knowing its a little sad
and theres blood on our hands.
I hate this. No one at the wheel,
everyone is here to feel, I'm coming home.
We aren't sound anymore,
I can't build a purpose in this falling structure.
I'm not tearing it down, I just can't find the sound.
I'm disarming the bomb before it goes off.
Knowing it's half bad, knowing it's all smiling sad.
And the gun in my hand is empty.
I am Mr. Guilt, everyone is here to feel.
I thank you all so much for my next trick, next trip, drive home.
No hard feelings.
I'm not bound anymore on the brink of nothing
I'm just starting something.
I am dog boy, overwhelmed, unemployed,
An arsenal of outbursts but I'm just saying it first.
I don't want to lose everything that we grew.
I'm not cutting you down, I'm just carrying the axe.
Knowing it's half bad, knowing its a little sad
and theres blood on our hands.
I hate this. No one at the wheel,
everyone is here to feel, I'm coming home.
We aren't sound anymore,
I can't build a purpose in this falling structure.
I'm not tearing it down, I just can't find the sound.
I'm disarming the bomb before it goes off.
Knowing it's half bad, knowing it's all smiling sad.
And the gun in my hand is empty.
I am Mr. Guilt, everyone is here to feel.
I thank you all so much for my next trick, next trip, drive home.
No hard feelings.
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