Aria Obscura

Norma Jean

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It takes more than wealth to introduce
A God of your own
It takes stones, it takes mud, it takes hands
It takes plague after plague, after plague
After plague

It takes a lowercase of faith
It takes knees on the ground, it takes heads looking down
At anyone but yourself
At anything but myself

I shot the sparrow from suspended flight
I took its wings, learned it's song and rehearsed
Appetite filled with curses in hand
Spread them around at incriminating rates

I'll read the lines between
I'll write the lines between
Can you see them?
Look, I'm not perfect
I'll change with the new wave, I'll adjust to everything
Everything and everything
But anything I know

I'm right when I just don't care
I'll feel when you give me air
And I'll suffocate and not care
I'll breathe then I'll steal the air

Can I get a little less conversation
And a lot more action please?
No one is looking at me
So I guess I don't exist at all
Exist at all

Happiness and a shivering gun
Yeah, happiness and a shivering gun
Shivering gun

I'll read the lines between
I'll write the lines between
Can you see them?
Look, I'm not perfect
I'll change with the new wave, I'll adjust to everything
Everything and everything
But anything I know

I'm right when I just don't care
I'll feel when you give me air
And I'll suffocate and not care
I'll breathe then I'll steal the air

I'm right when I just don't care
I'll feel when you give me air
I'll suffocate and not care
I'll breathe then I'll steal the air