Weekly Tunes EP35 - From Under Liquid Glass - Peace
This week, we return to our usual Indie Rock style with "From Under Liquid Glass" by Peace. This song is about the mental health issues most people face during their lives and encourages them to brave through it.
Lyrics:
Soda explodes
Everything's soaked
The camel's back is so close to broke
Held together by a thread
Nobody home
No one to phone
I'm scared to face the music alone
In my big fuckin' mental head
Everything's soaked
The camel's back is so close to broke
Held together by a thread
Nobody home
No one to phone
I'm scared to face the music alone
In my big fuckin' mental head
Everybody's changing, and blooming, and moving on
Finale of a season that's weakened and overrun
My soul must be feared
Lying in my empty room
On my broken bed
I'm left alone with my big fuckin' mental head
Finale of a season that's weakened and overrun
My soul must be feared
Lying in my empty room
On my broken bed
I'm left alone with my big fuckin' mental head
I was not cool
Freak of the school
I couldn't read the papers to learn
So lock me up until the day I'm dead
A toast to the girl who fucked up my heart
And tried again to fix it but instead
Just fucked my big fuckin' mental head
Freak of the school
I couldn't read the papers to learn
So lock me up until the day I'm dead
A toast to the girl who fucked up my heart
And tried again to fix it but instead
Just fucked my big fuckin' mental head
Everybody's changing, and blooming, and moving on
Finale of a season that's weakened and overrun
My soul must be feared
Lying in my empty room
On my broken bed
I'm left alone with my big fuckin' mental head
Finale of a season that's weakened and overrun
My soul must be feared
Lying in my empty room
On my broken bed
I'm left alone with my big fuckin' mental head
In my bones I know there's something real
But I can't control the way I feel
In my bones I know there's something real
But I can't control the way I feel
But I can't control the way I feel
In my bones I know there's something real
But I can't control the way I feel
Everybody's changing, and blooming, and moving on
Finale of a season that's weakened and overrun
My soul must be feared
Lying in my empty room
On my broken bed
And I'm left alone with my big fuckin' mental head
Finale of a season that's weakened and overrun
My soul must be feared
Lying in my empty room
On my broken bed
And I'm left alone with my big fuckin' mental head
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