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Do you feel the way you hate, do you hate the way you feel
Always closest to the flame, ever closer to the blade
I am posion crazy lush, built these hands to lift me up
We are servants to our formulaic ways
I'm screaming daisies
From 14 miles away I've got my own time
Got it all today
Make up your mind, need some help to find this mind, mind, mind
Limbo this and limbo that, you were this and you were that
Ever know that what you fear is what you find
This Indian summer I signed my life away
There's a greedy fly in here and I fly away
Make up your mind, need some help to find this mind, mind, mind
Make up your mind, need some help to find this mind, mind, mind
Make up your mind, need some help to find this mind, mind, mind
Mind, mind, mind, mind, mind, mind
Always closest to the flame, ever closer to the blade
I am posion crazy lush, built these hands to lift me up
We are servants to our formulaic ways
I'm screaming daisies
From 14 miles away I've got my own time
Got it all today
Make up your mind, need some help to find this mind, mind, mind
Limbo this and limbo that, you were this and you were that
Ever know that what you fear is what you find
This Indian summer I signed my life away
There's a greedy fly in here and I fly away
Make up your mind, need some help to find this mind, mind, mind
Make up your mind, need some help to find this mind, mind, mind
Make up your mind, need some help to find this mind, mind, mind
Mind, mind, mind, mind, mind, mind
Lyrics submitted by Moondragon
Track duration: 04:30
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Always closest to the flame, ever closer to the blade
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amazing.
It's about giving in to different traps as a greedy simple organism in different ways while trying to find something that we need help to find.
"We are servants to our formulaic ways"
We choose to put ourselves in situations that control us, instead of deciding to be in control. We are in limbo, unsure of ourselves and our choices. We either choose to balance ourselves, or we choose to be balanced by forces of nature.
"Ever know that what you fear is what you find"
We eventually create what we envision as ourselves and for ourselves.
"Do you feel the way you hate, do you hate the way you feel
Always closest to the flame, ever closer to the blade"
A lot of people who contemplate suicide thinks about it why? A lot of times the hate for something, the hate for how they're feeling or something about them. A common imagery of suicide is the razor blade. According to beliefs, what happens when one commits suicide? You go to hell. "Always closer to the flame"
"I am poison crazy lush, built these hands to lift me up
We are servants to our formulaic ways"
Due to being so down, there's that need to change things around you, but it just doesn't help. Everyone is still the same, everything you deal with is still the same and it's frustrating. You still feel like you're poison and just crap.
"Limbo this and limbo that, you were this and you were that
Ever know that what you fear is what you find
This Indian summer I signed my life away
There's a greedy fly in here and I fly away"
I see this part basically as in that mode of thinking where you don't think anymore. You're just numb. You've thought about what you've hated and may not enjoy seeing people in a certain mode, but you've reached that breaking point. You're greedy because you don't have what you want as you just watch everyone and everything around you. You take the final plunge, sign your life away by finally committing the act and now you're gone.
Another amazing song written by an amazing musician of an amazing band.
It's all about what the song means to you..
wow, this song brings back sooo(OOOO) much
There's a murder, cops, a guy coming out of an egg...
There's a murder, cops, a guy coming out of an egg...
warning - be prepared for the possibility of not being able to sleep
ever
again
and have a nice large bucket/tub positioned a nice 2 feet or so directly beneath your mouth
I thought it was fuckin cool, but it'd probably sick most people out
Gavin's got a cool sense of evil.....
He'd be the baddest badass of grunge if it wasn't for Cantrell and the whole G Stef thing......wtf was he thinking......