Lyrics - Velvet by Deepsix

(
J
F
Thom)
Out here, cable cuts, repeatedly
As we watch our
TV shows
No,
I don't want your mystery
I can barely stand my own
As
I crash
Into my beautiful yesterday
This gun could be for real
But
I don't want to be alone
As
I sit here in this underground
Pink velvet of nothingness
Exchanging points of view
With myself and drunkenness
As
I sit here with these dusting jewels of indecisiveness
This gun could be for real
This gun should be for real
I just cut you off
Yeah,
I pretty much cut you short
But the joke's on me again and again
As
I find religion boxed in
And you looked pretty
In your
Sunday clothes
So pretty
I almost cried
Then
I saw you walk between the stones
With your
Blue-green
Jesus eyes
As
I sit here in this underground
Pink velvet of nothingness
Exchanging points of view
With myself and drunkenness
As
I sit here with these dusting jewels of indecisiveness
This gun could be for real
This gun should be for real
I play my flute
In a universal key
It's easy
And someday
I'll teach you to play
As
I sit here in this underground
Pink velvet of nothingness
Exchanging points of view
With myself and drunkenness
As
I sit here with these dusting jewels of indecisiveness
This gun could be for real
This gun should be for real
As
I sit here in this underground
Pink velvet of nothingness
Exchanging points of view
With myself and drunkenness
As
I sit here with these dusting jewels of indecisiveness
This gun could be for real
This gun is for real

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