Them Crooked Vultures - Warsaw Or The First Breath You Take After You Give Up

Can't afford to lose my head
Can't afford to lose my cool
You'll blow them all in king dumbcum
Can't afford to lose my tease
I just aim to please

Feel like a no-tell motel painting
Out of place or ignored
It's all medals and trophy's trophy's and medal
And all before the race has been run
Oh
Take off your mask
Is
It too much to ask??
Go on
And give it a try
Or kiss
Your ass goodbye

Autobiographical anonymous
A cotillion of friction on my jurisdiction
It's a lovely disguise with the wandering eyes
I get high
Now you've got something to look up to

Trouble's a mangy stray dog
Play with it once then it follows you home
It's all "have nots
Have nones
Hey can I have some's?"
Until I've had enough
Yet I've had none
Oh
Take off your mask
Lose
It into the trash
Go on
Und give it a try
Or kiss
Your ass goodbye

Suddenly it gets easy
The sun goes down
The long arm of important things
Disappears in her gown
You finally drop
The knife
Forget you ever heard
It's such a good
Night
Ain't forever
It feels so good to give up give in
Her arms

I know it hurts
It hurts to be young
Metamorphosis is pain I know
I said it hurts to be young
Gotta learn every goddamn thing
You gotta hack your way through
And realize it's almost entirely lies
But then you'll begin to smile
Smile for me real
Wide
Then you accept what you are
The transforming is done
You've become absorbed into and you know
I think I know what to do

Written by:
John Baldwin, Josh Homme, David Grohl

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