Songtext von Of Montreal: Sentence Of Sorts In Kongsvinger, A

Sentence Of Sorts In Kongsvinger, A


I spent the winter
On the verge of a total break-down
While living in norway
I felt the darkness of the
Black metal bands
But being such a fawn of a man
I didn't burn down any old churches
Just slept way too much
Just slept,

(chorus) My mind rejects the frequency,

It's static craziness to me
Is it a solar fever?
The tv man's too loud
Our plane is sleeping on a cloud
You turn the dial,
I'll try and smile
We've eaten plastic weather
This family sticks together,
We will escape from the south
To the west side
My mind rejects the frequency,
It's just verbosity to me

I spent the winter with my nose
Buried in a book
While trying to restructure my character
Cause it had become vile
To it's creator
And through many dreadful nights
I lie praying to a saint that nobody has heard of
And waiting for some high times
To come again

Chorus

Dirty old shadow
Stay away, don't play your games with me
I am old and now i see
The way you operate
If you don't hurt me then you die,
Umumumm

Chorus







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