The Weatherman

I know how you are with these things
And you're not gonna stop
I know how you are
Yeah, your an artist
When you tear things apart,
Oh.

I think it's when your friends
(Don't think that you know)
Twist the knife in your back
And im still giving into it.

I dont think that you know
I can assure that you don't
And there is nothing that I can say, to you, to soothe...
To you to soothe.

I'm pressing my luck
On the neck of regret and distress
'Cause it's not like it's our favorite thing
Don't you dare forget dont you dare forget
That nothing with meaning is easy.

It's so easy
To vomit the words
And choke.

Blood!

You've never seen a machine
Like this before.

I'm pressing my luck
On the neck of regret and distress
Cause it's not like it's our favorite thing and
Don't you dare and don't you dare forget
That nothing with meaning is easy easy.

You've never seen a machine like this.
It devours, devours the flowers,
The flowers,
The flowers are fake.

'Cause I'm gone goodbye, yeah.