Johnny Manchild and the Poor Bastards - Deceptions of the Heart
DECEPTIONS OF THE HEARTI'm broke down, corrupted
Stalled and let down, interrupted
All the evidence to corroborate the fire that burned away all my motivation
My friends away, shut the world outside and isolate, I gotta medicate
Tear my love away, rip and shove away
Bring the cavalcade , should I die today?
What's so wrong with feeling wrong
I find my calm in, little sins and
Songs that come from, feeling
Numb I'm undone, I'm undone,
And I'm done, And I'm done
I'm done with being happy it's no good
I'd rather be in my misery
And love could never soothe me like the guilt
Of merriment in my prurience
So irreverent to elegant
Deceptions of the heart
They say I am missing out on what it's all about
Doubt and shut it out I'll never come around
Some are made to feel as if there's nothing real
So the main appeal lies in the drug you deal
Self-prescribe and try to keep yourself alive
Only just a rite to help me sleep at night
Find a new disease, a couple enemies
Down upon my knees, It's all so clear to me
What's so wrong with feeling wrong
I find my calm in, little sins and
Songs that come from, feeling
Numb I'm undone
I'm undone
And I'm dumb
And I'm done
I'm done with being happy it's no good
I'd rather be in my misery
And love could never soothe me like the guilt
Of merriment in my prurience
So irreverent to elegant
Deceptions of the heart
Written by:
BENJAMIN WOOD, CHRISTOPHER LASHLEY, DANIEL MCGINN, ETHAN NEEL, JAMES THOMPSON, JONATHAN GARRETT, LOGAN FROM
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