"Humiliation" lyrics
"Humiliation"
I survived the dinner
Then the air went thinner
I retire to the briars
By the pool, it gets so loud
If I die this instant
Taken from the distance
They will probably list it down
Among other things around town
Got my rings around me
I got baby to pound me
I see stars and go weak
My baby cries and lays me down
In the skies over black Venice
I see eyes of a white menace
The surprise of the week
Is that I never heard the sound
And all the L.A. women
Fall asleep while swimmin'
I got paid to fish 'em out
And then one day I lost the job
And I cried a little
I got fried a little
Then she laid her eyes on mine
And she said, "Babe, you're better off"
I got my rings around me
I got baby to pound me
I see stars and go weak
My baby cries and lays me down
In the skies over black Venice
I see eyes of a white menace
The surprise of the week
Is that I never heard the sound
Tunnel vision lights my way
Leave my little life today
As a free fall advances, I'm the moron who dances
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
I was teething on roses, I was in guns and noses
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
Under the withering white skies of humiliation
Under the withering white skies of humiliation
Tunnel vision lights my way
Leave a little life today
Tunnel vision lights my way
Leave a little life today
She wore blue velvet
Said she can't help it
She wore blue velvet
Said she can't help it
She wore blue velvet
Said she can't help it
Writer(s): Matthew Donald Berninger, Aaron Brooking Dessner, Bryce David Dessner
- AZLyrics
- N
- The National Lyrics
album:
"Trouble Will Find Me" (2013)
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