Of Montreal

Of Montreal - Voltaic Crusher / Undrum to Muted Da lyrics

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I write a thousand songs for you a day

But I never run out of things to say

You're my Ulysses that I'll never end

Now that I fucked up, lost you, sweet friend



Everything is in the trash, and it's my fault

I've destroyed us, I know, it's unrecoverable

If there's a God he will repair your heart

If there's a God, send her an angel

Make him handsome and clever and not crazy

And you notice something wonderful

Someone to love her volcanically



And please, please, please God, don't be a bastard

Christ knows she deserves something nice for a change

Christ knows she deserves something nice for a change



I am a flaw, I'm a mistake

I am faulty, I always break

I tried, you don't believe me, but I did

I tried to mature, be responsible, dot dot dot

But my heart is juvenile

And my character's not so hot



You gave me your hand, I gave you a fist

Please don't lose any sleep over me, baby, I hardly exist



You gave me your hand, I gave you a fist

Please don't lose any sleep over me, baby, I hardly exist



You gave me everything, still I resist

Please don't lose any sleep over me, baby, I hardly exist

I hardly exist
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