Snare Lustrous Doomings cover

Fugitive Air Paroles

Of Montreal

Album Snare Lustrous Doomings

Paroles de Fugitive Air



I do wrong, strictly speaking, just for myself
Because it makes me feel like a real man
To hold germane over my business
And I refuse to be abused by the mill of blissful decay
Besides, I'm used to all of my scruples deserting me
Like they're won't to dare

The lady from the plaque hunched over on the stool
Saying I've been rolled so many times
It's just feeding the pigeons
Now her grandson swings a little rabbit by the leg
While his mother's playing two little wooden flute
Playing some fugitive air to escape the streets' waggeries
Pathetic!

Has anybody here seen my orphan blonde?
Has anyone seen where he's gone?
What he thinks I owe him is his former life but
How can I unmake someone else's mistakes?
I guess I was his antihero, the bitter word on his lips
I hope I never feel a terror like when you discovered your autonomy had flipped

I feel like I possess only the bright aspect of his ability but none of the good ones
I'm a walking mausoleum, the scent of rotting flesh But I don't need no forgiveness and no level of contrition will ever do

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