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Choices and the voices of their lying lips
Riding in the backseat of your closet ship
Feeding while they're eating all our innocence
And I know that this is real life
In the backyard, on the loveseat
With the TV in the cellar
And I know that this is real life
And I am talking to the sofa in the soda machine
And there's a 7-Up logic that I've never seen, though
Won't you let me in on your secret
In the summer
Because we're playing fortune teller
I got a reason that I'm giving up
Everything that I ever owned or I ever done
Or you ever gave me
You want another reason, oh
I don't know my friends
You want another meaning, oh
I don't know the reason
Look at our creation, oh
This, too, bore aching then
You want another way back home
I don't know direction
You want to know a secret?
You're my favorite friend
You want to see me bleeding now?
I'm calling this an end
And you don't do what you want to
And they try to control you
Why don't you laugh in my face again?
You know that I haven't got enough friends
Why don't you spit in my tears again?
You know that this bemeans my end
Riding in the backseat of your closet ship
Feeding while they're eating all our innocence
And I know that this is real life
In the backyard, on the loveseat
With the TV in the cellar
And I know that this is real life
And I am talking to the sofa in the soda machine
And there's a 7-Up logic that I've never seen, though
Won't you let me in on your secret
In the summer
Because we're playing fortune teller
I got a reason that I'm giving up
Everything that I ever owned or I ever done
Or you ever gave me
You want another reason, oh
I don't know my friends
You want another meaning, oh
I don't know the reason
Look at our creation, oh
This, too, bore aching then
You want another way back home
I don't know direction
You want to know a secret?
You're my favorite friend
You want to see me bleeding now?
I'm calling this an end
And you don't do what you want to
And they try to control you
Why don't you laugh in my face again?
You know that I haven't got enough friends
Why don't you spit in my tears again?
You know that this bemeans my end
Lyrics submitted by Xim, edited by Mellow_Harsher
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Just look under "Individual Rare Tracks". Its title is the same as on here.
You know, it's kind of cool how I basically named a Modest Mouse song.
Also at the beggining it sounds to me like lying lips instead of little lips
Must say this is probably my favourite song right now, so double thanks to Xim for getting it originally.
Maybe it's just me, but from "You want another reason" to "I'm calling this an end" (I guess you could say the part where he's sort of mumbling), it doesn't sound too much like Isaac.
The song, to me, is just a reality check. Like many of their other songs, it's very existentialist. Life sucks, what's the point, why are we here, fuck this, etc.
Maybe I'm just not digging deep enough...
Brings a whole new meaning to the term 'lo-fi'.
I think age seems to play an important role here. At times he sounds really innocent, and at other times he provides some psychadellic thought pattern ("And I am talking to the sofa in the soda machine"). Maybe he is showing the difference between innocence and growing up because he precedes the soda machine line with "This is real life". Real life being compared with psychoactive thought. It's really up to speculation as far as I can see.